Different Slants

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Romance, After Sixty…by Robert M. Katzman

Filed under: Love and Romance,Poetry & Prose — Bob at 8:32 am on Sunday, May 1, 2011

(copyright May 1, 2011)

 

For me, and perhaps for you..

 

Romance is rubbing her feet

While she’s sleeping

Snuggling while she’s awake

 

Romance is dancing in the kitchen

To music only we remember

 

Sitting in the driveway

Talking

Dreaming

Planning

Smiling

 

Romance is agreeing

Not about what our children didn’t do

But what they did

And remembering the rocks along the way

 

Romance is walking slower

Through a cool leafy forest

Because she needs to walk slower

Even on a level path

 

Once we hiked up

A smoking Vesuvius

Things change

 

Romance is dreaming of where

We’ll never go

And what we’ll never do

When we get there

 

We’ll never have Paris

But we can hold hands

In French movies

In Italian restaurants

And on starry nights

 

Starry nights are everywhere

 

Romance is holding her hand

When we cross the street

So she doesn’t trip

 

Romance is holding her hand

For no useful reason at all

 

TV, Billboards

Say

Buy her Flowers and Candy!

But really

Soon they’re just

Dried petals and sugar

 

Songs say

“Young and in love”

Like there’s a limit on how long

 

Takes decades to figure it out

 

Romance is holding her hand

In the movies

And

Rubbing her feet

While she’s asleep

 

About the writer and his other life in Skokie, Illinois:

Bob Katzman’s Magazine Museum: 100,000 periodicals back to 1576!
Wall of Rock: 50 years of cool Rock periodicals on display & for sale
4906 Oakton St. (8000 north and 4900 west) Skokie, Ill 60077
(847)677-9444 Mon-Fri: 10 am to 5 pm / Weekends: 10 am to 2 pm

Katzman’s Publishing Company site: www.FightingWordsPubco.com
Katzman’s online non-fiction stories: www.DifferentSlants.com

Poetry? For me, writing poetry is not an option.
It’s a response to emotion. Like cigarette smoke,
it’s fast-flowing, shapeless and with little time to capture it.
Writing poetry in an imperative. I say what I feel compelled to say.

I sell my five published books via mail order and accept major credit cards.
I don’t use PayPal. I just talk to people on the phone.
Fast, reliable service. Read my stories and see what you think.
I’m also available for hire to read my true Chicago stories to organizations
and answer all questions. I autograph my books when I sell them.

I am currently seeking an agent to do more readings.
Feel free to call me at the number above.

7 Comments »

Comment by Bruce Matteson

May 1, 2011 @ 12:02 pm

Nice Poem, Robert! You have such an awesome voice!!!!

Comment by Holly Hyphen

May 1, 2011 @ 12:09 pm

Bob,
Beautiful poem–I agree. Romance is always changing but if there are feet to be rubbed and snuggling to be done, all is good.
Andy and I hold hands watching tv-our kids friends found it amusing, I find it romantic and comforting. I know what you mean.
Smoking Vesuvious mountains are nice but snuggling lasts forever.
Happy Day!

Comment by Lori Ann

May 1, 2011 @ 2:24 pm

NICE BOB.
You’re right age plays no role in romance!
It’s the day to day giving and receiving that show true love.

Comment by Kristina

May 1, 2011 @ 3:35 pm

That’s very sweet and true to life!

Comment by charlie newman

May 1, 2011 @ 4:25 pm

Sweet stuff, Amigo, sweet stuff indeed.

Comment by Brad Dechter

May 2, 2011 @ 7:27 am

I am not a romantic guy. The poem was “educational” for me but didn’t “move me” as your other works have. It was a nice poem/thought, just not my thing. One of the other comments discusses love, not romance. I felt the poem was more about what love is versus what romance is. Bob, I love your stuff as a rule so don’t be put off by my unpolished critique, please!
Brad

Comment by Patricia Berg-Drazin

May 3, 2011 @ 8:50 am

So very true… well done!

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