Tag Archives: Aging

Amnesiphilia

Posted on January 1, 2023 by sputterpub

My thoughts of yesterday, about last year,I shared with whom I call my closest friend.For half a century, she’s been the peerI talk to most. And sometimes we contend,but mostly we agree and don’t offend.She countered she’s so much in … Continue reading →

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Evident

Posted on December 30, 2022 by sputterpub

My oldest friend complained the other dayher back is sore. She’s feeling like a wretch.She moaned a lot and then went on to sayshe’ll tend to it next week. “Don’t be a kvetch,”I countered. “There’s no reason to delay.Get on … Continue reading →

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Old Romance

Posted on December 29, 2022 by sputterpub

Subliming from a solid to a gas,your arrow’s on an arc to miss my heart.It’s not that I’d invite a sexy pass,but if our discourse is to have a start,it’s well you’ve moved from arrogant and crass,though nephew-like respect should … Continue reading →

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The Fourth Time

Posted on December 28, 2022 by sputterpub

I kind of like it when I’m incorrect.That path bisects a place where I can learn.Initially, we neither could connectbut recently, when I had to returnto meet you as a client, I at firstdisdained your arrogance just as before,abhorred your … Continue reading →

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Pleasant Surprise

Posted on December 27, 2022 by sputterpub

I know I have a herniated disk.My doctor told me 16 years ago.He read the MRI and said I riska rupture if I fail to care just so.And 50 years of phoning made a wreckof infrastructure in my upper spine.I’ve … Continue reading →

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After an Early Task

Posted on December 22, 2022 by sputterpub

Exertion that’s required can produceexquisite feeling after it is done.I had to leave my home and put in usecommuting skills, too early to be fun.My coffee I’d the tactic to reduce(so bladder pressure ratcheted to none).Two hours later I attained … Continue reading →

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DMV Appointment

Posted on December 21, 2022 by sputterpub

Today I have to brave the DMV.My license shows an expiration datethat’s coming soon. I have PTSDfrom when I last endured their stink and wait.But after this, I get a REAL IDthat’s good for years, according to the state.My shopping’s … Continue reading →

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Biddy and the Bitch

Posted on December 18, 2022 by sputterpub

It’s rainy. I don’t want to make a fuss.I’m fit but old and home is beckoning.I try to exit (rear door) from the bus –“Excuse me” doesn’t budge youth reckoningI’ll edge aside – I get to hear her cusswhile boarding, … Continue reading →

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The Boomer Network

Posted on December 17, 2022 by sputterpub

In 1998, when Google cameupon the scene, and still 9 years beforethe iPhone introduction, I could claima quarter century of office work.Then pension plan consulting was the namedescribing us, and when we needed help,we called on colleagues, brain-stormed: all aflamewith … Continue reading →

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Potless

Posted on December 14, 2022 by sputterpub

Some months ago I gave up using pot.I had to stop inhaling smoke or vape.My bronchiae protested such a lot I heeded, though too late for full escape.I sampled edibles, but their delay,and flavor that repelled or led to morethan … Continue reading →

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