Category Archives: Aging

Dream On

Posted on October 3, 2021 by sputterpub

For decades I have not remembered dreams.I wondered was I wanting too much pot,but doubted daily use defined extremes.Instead I just assumed the case was age.I rarely slumbered soundly – any schemesI tried to deepen sleep (not much – no … Continue reading →

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Caffeine and Time

Posted on October 2, 2021 by sputterpub

Caffeine and time work morning wonders here.At first my shuffling walk feels like a climb.My medicine is slow but sees me clear:caffeine and time. Two hours and three mugs are my enzyme –they straighten me and get my pulse in … Continue reading →

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Rest After the Overnight

Posted on September 26, 2021 by sputterpub

I woke at 4 this morning, after 6unbroken hours fast asleep in bed,to see the dark of rain on wood and bricks.I hadn’t heard its patter overhead.My slumber was too solid – I was deadto interruption, deep in dreaming rest.I … Continue reading →

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Grands

Posted on September 20, 2021 by sputterpub

Of course the grands are relatively old,and vary in their states of health and vim,but each of them is better self-controlledthan in their young adulthood – now they swimin tempered hormones – nothing hot or cold –and have the time … Continue reading →

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Wellness Alone

Posted on September 16, 2021 by sputterpub

As long as I recall, I’ve looked aroundat others and assessed their self-content.So part-way through my youth, I thought I founda path to understanding what life meant.Developing ideas with the intentof being happy, soon I tried to tellthe recipe. I … Continue reading →

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Breathing

Posted on September 11, 2021 by sputterpub

I’m generally prudent and well-planned,but I was sometimes foolish in the past.And though I aged and came to understandmyself enough to mend – one vice did lasttoo long by any measure I have used.I smoked, although I knew it would … Continue reading →

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Tired

Posted on September 9, 2021 by sputterpub

I rose today with nothing on my list.There was no ask or task I had to meet.I forced myself to move, but vigor missedthe mark – my energy was in retreat.I’ll see a friend this afternoon – my feetmay take … Continue reading →

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One More Day

Posted on August 31, 2021 by sputterpub

If I had only one more day to livewith memory and personalityintact, I’m certain I would want to giveattention to whatever I can see,or sense with any other faculty.I’d focus and take every moment in.I think I’ll set that exercise … Continue reading →

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To Move to Plan

Posted on August 28, 2021 by sputterpub

I woke improved in back but at loose ends.My early morning path was no more clearthan smoky sky above and murky trendsof culture skirting chaos, hemming fear.I wanted to depart by 10, from here,to travel west for toddler play and … Continue reading →

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Back Attack

Posted on August 26, 2021 by sputterpub

There’s nothing like a back attackto make me re-assess my state.The bend and pain may not be great,but sure-as-shit I’m out of whack. At first I fret. My mood goes black.I rail a moment at my fate.There’s nothing like a … Continue reading →

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