Category Archives: Aging

The Shiner

Posted on June 28, 2023 by sputterpub

I picked her up to comfort her. That’s howI earned my latest injury this year.Her toddler head collided with my brow,and overnight a shiner did appear.It’s like I’m wearing purple shadow now –my outer upper eyelid has a smearof bruise … Continue reading →

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On Terrestrial Television

Posted on June 26, 2023 by sputterpub

I do not miss terrestrial TV(I read the term first-time a week ago).I disconnected very happilylast summer – now I’m streaming every show.The landline left my land – all calls are freefrom wires anywhere a cord can go.For dear as … Continue reading →

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Schedule

Posted on June 25, 2023 by sputterpub

I used to be at work from 8 to 6.I did a lot each weekday that transpired.And many said I loved my work/life mixso much, I’d never call myself retired.But they misunderstood how task addictsarrange our days – they didn’t … Continue reading →

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Optatives

Posted on June 23, 2023 by sputterpub

Oh let me learn from her how not to act,and even as my finger joints get gnarly,let me cultivate the skill of tact,and never let my visage be so snarly.As far back as my memory extendsher choices have repulsed me, … Continue reading →

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The Bad Trip

Posted on June 21, 2023 by sputterpub

I took a trip and landed on the ground.My left knee and my elbow felt the pain.I must have moved too fast – that’s how I foundmyself on old concrete. I saw the stainof blood on jacket sleeve, and knew … Continue reading →

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Inner Healing

Posted on June 14, 2023 by sputterpub

I wonder sometimes if I can exertan influence on how my insides mend.It doesn’t seem outlandish to assert(or theorize, at least) that to intendsincerely can’t do ill, to heal a hurt.I pilot vigor and attempt to sendgood where I need … Continue reading →

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The Mien

Posted on June 12, 2023 by sputterpub

A mien recalls someone I used to knowwho shared my bus and talked incessantly.It isn’t she, but likeness triggers flowof shuttered stuttered dormant memory.I found her boring then and didn’t seea reason to befriend her, view her placeor show her … Continue reading →

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Enough Already

Posted on June 9, 2023 by sputterpub

Last week I had to rest my foot so much,that though I read and screened, and tried to findsome ways to use time well and stay in touchwith news, I’d little other on my mindthan getting back to walking. That … Continue reading →

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While Icing

Posted on June 8, 2023 by sputterpub

On Tuesday last, before I left my place,I iced my slowly-mending foot again.I thought the wound was healing, but the paceof my recovery was dismal-slow.I had to be upright to wash my face,to brush my teeth, to necessary-walk.My age retards, … Continue reading →

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For the Record

Posted on June 7, 2023 by sputterpub

The benefit to penning notes like these(most days a rhyming form of diaries)is I can scan the posts I’ve left behind,and let those metered syllables remindme clearly of a symptom suffered, whichI thought might be forever. So the itchpersistent on … Continue reading →

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