Tag Archives: Aging

Perhaps I’ll Start to Dance

Posted on September 12, 2022 by sputterpub

Perhaps I’ll start to dance again,or practice yoga now I’ve earnedthe time and place to stretch and bend,the patience that I’ve sorely learned. I’m in the office once a week.Perhaps I’ll start to dance again,at home with time I used … Continue reading →

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Another Slow Change

Posted on September 10, 2022 by sputterpub

Five years ago I volunteered my timeto help the son and spouse with childcare.I still had opportunities to rhymeand exercise, exchanging office airfor inside/outside kid activities,from four months old to walking, talking play.I got to share in first discoveriesof all … Continue reading →

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The Anatomy of Aging

Posted on September 7, 2022 by sputterpub

The cost of age is charged in starts and fits –to few somatic failures are a blitz.The first attack on me was gum decay,and soon my neck was wrecked for sideways play,but after treatment I enjoyed respites. On lumbar left … Continue reading →

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Spin

Posted on September 1, 2022 by sputterpub

“I want the pill,” our ancient mother said,last week when she was suffering fatigueand urgent emptying of waste, insteadof constipation’s regular beleague.She has her mind. No terminal diseasebesets her at the age of 96.Distrusting all her meds, she voices pleasof … Continue reading →

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Too Old to Level Up

Posted on August 29, 2022 by sputterpub

My bedtime habits were unchanged last night.The hour was the usual, the bedas comfortable as ever, and the lightno brighter than the customary glow.Yet sleep was slow to come to me. No frightor worry filled my mind, but drowsy dreamssuccessively … Continue reading →

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Sleep Position

Posted on August 28, 2022 by sputterpub

A side sleeper since I was 17,I used the port side of the marriage bedand didn’t know how much that choice would mean(no matter where we moved we kept our edge).When we divorced I switched, and then was seenby kids … Continue reading →

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Metering Me

Posted on August 27, 2022 by sputterpub

There isn’t any need to hurry.Fortune is deferring worry.Favors I don’t have to curry.Though my vision’s often blurrythat’s from floaters, quite benign.I can now afford a soft decline.

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Moving Gently

Posted on August 26, 2022 by sputterpub

The disconnect between my mirror faceand how it feels within has grown so vast,I’m nearly into dodging any placereflecting my own visage back to me.But first I’ll try to cultivate some grace(imagining the worse the future holds).I’ll practice balance and … Continue reading →

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Wind Watcher

Posted on August 23, 2022 by sputterpub

He left her years ago, his final breathexhaled in mid-October of aught-six.She’s been an active widow since his death,who tries to exercise and shop and fixmost any soul she meets. A thing she picksto focus on, outside her maladies,the subject … Continue reading →

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Travel Tweak

Posted on August 20, 2022 by sputterpub

I travel-tweaked my back on Thursday last(the lumbar left is weak and I am old).And that was after hoisting weight too fast(at 18 months, the grandkid’s big and bold).But now I’m visiting, at rest, in foldof family, away from all … Continue reading →

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