The Temperatures of Their Emotions…by Robert M. Katzman
by Robert M. Katzman © December 18, 2019
(Inspired by Nancy Alexander)
Cool surfaces
Glazed skin
Hooded eyes
Tentative Touch
(Read on …)by Robert M. Katzman © December 18, 2019
(Inspired by Nancy Alexander)
Cool surfaces
Glazed skin
Hooded eyes
Tentative Touch
(Read on …)By Robert M. Katzman © June 10, 2019
Conceived in mid-July ’49
Born late in April of ’50
Been running hard ever since
Trying to catch up
Born into chaos and diamonds
I somehow chose chaos
And the strong
Sometimes brilliant
Individuals dwelling within it
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Rearranging my priorities
Disheveled by design
I never let clothes define the man
If people only perceived
My dog-eared cover
Then maybe they missed
A very good book
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(Read on …)by Robert M. Katzman ©¸ June 27, 2019
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Some beautiful sunlit morning
While I wait for Cinderella to arrive
My grand-daughter might say to me:
“Grampa, what did you learn in your life?”
And I look through the colors of the glass
Fade backwards thru time
Drifting
Wondering how to answer someone so young
And pointing to the pretty window
I’d say to her,
“Well sometimes things were wonderful…
The Slowly Unfolding of the Rose
Robert M. Katzman © February 11, 2019
When we meet I will hug you
Kiss your cheek,
Help you with your bags
Ask if you’re hungry
Invite you into my old car
Which is a good old car
Make sure you put on your safety belt
Ask if you like doo-wop music
(Read on …)On Not Finding a Girl in the Wilds of Wisconsin
By Robert m. Katzman © July 2018
I wrote this on Facebook months ago and forgot about it. All 600 words of it.
Seems funnier now than when I first wrote it. Even tho’ nothing’s changed, you might read it and smile:
So here’s my ironic and quixotic quest to find a new love using the internet since the death of my wife in May 2017.
I tried Plenty of Fish for anyone of any background, and JDate and SuperTova for Jewish girls only. I wrote very nice, friendly, romantic and honest descriptions of myself and put up current photographs.
I received a number of responses and met with two women. One was from a prosperous North Shore town and one was from Germany.
Sirens of Regret
By Robert M. Katzman © June 26, 2014
I can hear it far away
Weaving in and out
Sirens
Firetruck?
Better get outa the way
Wasn’t I painting something?
Mrs. Phillips, your boy has talent
You can tell that at seven?