Michael Reisman : Writing

A Backyard Sprinkler..by Michael

A Backyard Sprinkler..by Michael

A Story by Michael Reisman


In the backyard of his parents house was a garden with a backyard sprinkler. It was just to the left of a small driveway that led to a garage ..
ID Bracelet..by Michael

ID Bracelet..by Michael

A Story by Michael Reisman


Mom got her son a gift on no special occasion. It was an ID bracelet with his name engraved on it. Robert wore it on his left wrist and showed h..
A Yellow Rose..by Michael

A Yellow Rose..by Michael

A Story by Michael Reisman


Sarah woke up with a smile as sunny as a yellow rose was the last thing she remembered. It was in a vase and she knew it was a gift, yet the d..
Green Continued..by Michael

Green Continued..by Michael

A Story by Michael Reisman


For the sake of fiction, we shall name this frog Freddy. Also we shall name this caterpillar Cathy. It all began in a pond where he sat on a l..
A Set Of Swings..by Michael

A Set Of Swings..by Michael

A Story by Michael Reisman


Sometimes a memory isn't triggered until you actuallygo back to where it came from. In this case, a hotel owned by my uncle many years ago. Su..
Permanently Autograhed..by Michael

Permanently Autograhed..by Michael

A Story by Michael Reisman


The author sold his book to a lady he met at an outdoor pool while both were on vacation. She read a few of his short stories and decided to share it ..
A Clue To Remember..by Michael

A Clue To Remember..by Michael

A Story by Michael Reisman


Audrey went to school as usual during the week, but this particular Wednesday she never returned home. Her parents called the police and reporte..
The Hall Of Records

The Hall Of Records

A Story by Michael Reisman


Henry met some old friends he used to know. They greeted him with open arms, both male and female. Eventually he got used to his new surrounding..
Shining With Compassion..by Michael

Shining With Compassion..by Michael

A Poem by Michael Reisman


A kind word with a smile, a twinkle in the eye Shining with compassion. Ingredients to heal another's wounds. Perhaps between friends, maybe..
Shoulder To Shoulder..by Michael

Shoulder To Shoulder..by Michael

A Story by Michael Reisman


Two strangers walked around the museum and looked at various paintings. One in particular caught the attention of both as they stood shoulder to..