Poetic Edited Love(for rejected writers)…by Robert M. Katzman
Robert M. Katzman’s Amazing Story: http://www.differentslants.com/?p=355
© December 2009
Don’t make my kisses
Comma In your sentences
Robert M. Katzman’s Amazing Story: http://www.differentslants.com/?p=355
© December 2009
Don’t make my kisses
Comma In your sentences
© October 30, 2013
Not born
Spit from the earth
More like something unwanted
Which he was
And he knew it
Not raised, forged
Beaten and terrorized
He grew an exterior of slate
Insolent and imperfect
When something went wrong with his body
The rude husk of this impatient man
When offered a choice of surgery or waiting
He’d say:
“Just cut it, fix it and be done with it”
Pain expected and pain delivered
What else was there? (Read on …)
Robert M. Katzman’s Amazing Story:
© January 29, 2013 (dates updated 1/27/2020)
Something romantic
Please
For a moment
53 years ago,
January 27, 1967
Chicago
Had its greatest snowstorm
Ever
I was trapped in my mother’s house
(where I didn’t live)
With a bunch of my sister’s
College friends
There for a party, also trapped
I was 16
Not a cool 16
Over the next three days
I managed to
Fall in love with this
Tall
Willowy
Strawberry Blonde
An older woman of 18
Who invited me to neck
With her
The first night of that party
As if I knew
What to do
It became a
Passionate
Three days
Then, she was gone
It killed me
I was a junior in high school
She was a freshman at University of Illinois in Carbondale
No chance
No chance for me
(Read on …)
By Robert M. Katzman © Mother’s Day 2012 (37 years later)
Oh Dear God, it became her eulogy exactly five years later
on Mother’s Day, 2017-
Please let her find peace, somewhere
If Jacob the Carpenter
Hadn’t left
Mogilev, Byelorussia in 1901
Traveling from
New York to Kentucky To Chicago
and there met
Rose from Lithuania
We never would have met
If the Polish Border Guards
Hadn’t just missed Jacob
When they thrust their
Killing bayonets
Into the haywagon
He hid under and escaped in
We never would have met
by Robert M. Katzman © 4/17/12
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Spring 1966
Sixteen
Need a job
Wandering hot streets
I spy
Baskin-Robins!
A sign:
Help Wanted
Mandarin Chocolate Sherbet
Mint Chocolate Chip
Dark Chocolate
Jesus!!!
Panting
I chance it
Walk in
And see her
An older woman
Twenty-two
Short
Big brown eyes
Built
Name tag: Miriam
Ok
They don’t have to pay me
 by Robert M. Katzman © August 27, 2011
(1) Blow: To form one’s lips into a circle and expel air at varying velocities, in order to possibly remove something unwanted from a surface
(2) Blowing a Kiss: Same as above except also holding one’s hand, palm up, under one’s chin and, after making a gentle kissing sound, (which is exceptionally difficult to define) aiming the imaginary act of affection toward its intended recipient, expedited by air expelled somewhat more urgently while also eliciting a receptive response
(3) Blow Up!: Besides destroying one another’s advanced civilizations with incendiary bombs and rockets dropped from airplanes, also means a sudden argument gone out of control with supervisor, fellow workers, one’s spouse, customer, or, on particularly bad days, all of them
(4) A Harsh Blow: To strike another’s body or intellectual concepts without mercy. Can also mean to undercut one’s self esteem and likely to stifle one’s advancement in an organization unless the perpetrator of the act is decapitated in reality and not just in one’s imagination
(5) Blow, as per Presidential candidate Barak Obama: Cocaine, which surprisingly, is an elective at major universities throughout the world