Category Archives: Aging

Why Not?

Posted on August 7, 2017 by sputterpub

I walk for transportation. People ask where do I get the time to move that way? As if a chance to meditate’s a task, or trekking this topography’s a gray obnoxious labor. What would I prefer? The stress-release of walking … Continue reading →

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Tissue Lint

Posted on August 4, 2017 by sputterpub

I got so old I now have allergies, or maybe it’s particulates in air, but often I’m beset – I sniff and sneeze repeatedly. I blow my nose and tear the tissue, marveling at sinus spill. Too young to tuck … Continue reading →

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Ermine

Posted on August 1, 2017 by sputterpub

My hair was almost black when I was born. A young brunette, I argued with my peers that contrast was more lovely, long or shorn, but now I’ve grown my sable white with years. I used to be the youngest … Continue reading →

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Solarity

Posted on July 25, 2017 by sputterpub

As much as I love winter weather, chill in summer seldom suits my mood. I look outdoors and don my robe and wonder: will I run the heat? Curl up and read a book? But it’s July. The sun is … Continue reading →

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I’m Sorry

Posted on July 17, 2017 by sputterpub

I stopped apologizing, called a truce toward everyone who disagrees with me, and challenged my habitual excuse for fierce expression (“it’s my tendency”). And after quelling quiet for a while, without a stroke my center was revealed, and I began … Continue reading →

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Apologos

Posted on July 14, 2017 by sputterpub

Exasperated with apologies, I’m counseling my girlfriends to be proud of getting to our age. We ought to seize this opportunity to state out loud: I didn’t buckle to the discipline. I figured out a method to survive as my … Continue reading →

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Three Times

Posted on July 6, 2017 by sputterpub

Three times I found the bathroom light still lit when I went there to use the toilet. Twice I meant to turn it off. Appropriate response, except “forgot it” won’t suffice. And so, when for the third time I approached, … Continue reading →

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Slowing Start

Posted on June 27, 2017 by sputterpub

I’m sure there were occasions in my youth when I awoke and bounded out of bed… before a trip to Disneyland, if truth be told, or with a camping trip ahead. And in my prime I functioned fairly well the … Continue reading →

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Toss

Posted on June 16, 2017 by sputterpub

I note the cohort’s jettisoning stuff. The nests are emptying; now many toss possessions, recognize they’ve had enough, inhabit smaller residences, cross from house to condo furnished with support. And those of us with mental energy and physical ability report … Continue reading →

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ExSpectation

Posted on June 2, 2017 by sputterpub

I live alone. I’m over 65 and only work a little now. I find these days are nearly full enough. Alive and well, enjoying luck and cash or kind, I wake to writing words and reading news, I exercise at … Continue reading →

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