Michael Reisman : Writing

 Jigsaw Puzzle..by Michael

Jigsaw Puzzle..by Michael

A Story by Michael Reisman


A jigsaw puzzle was bought by Marilyn, but not in a store. It was purchased in a dream of hers that had it's own reason for showing up. The title on t..
A Good Morning Song..by Michael

A Good Morning Song..by Michael

A Poem by Michael Reisman


A pleasant and soothing sound to wake up to.Just before sunrise the melody began as the morning Light crept through my bedroom curtain window.The bird..
Full Tank Of Gas..by Michael

Full Tank Of Gas..by Michael

A Story by Michael Reisman


Marilyn forgot to check the needle on her gas tank gage before the one hour drive to her sisters house. It would play a most important part in her upc..
Returned To Sender..by Michael

Returned To Sender..by Michael

A Poem by Michael Reisman


Make another laugh, for that medicine no doctor can prescribe.Make another smile, for the lips shall spread toA twinkle in their eyes. Lend a helping ..
Only A Block Away..by Michael

Only A Block Away..by Michael

A Story by Michael Reisman


Cathy was only a block away from driving to her favorite bowling alley. She parked her car and noticed that only a few doors down, was a club wi..
To Sit Together..by Michael

To Sit Together..by Michael

A Poem by Michael Reisman


The lonely travel the same path as the content and happy.Two different worlds which never really meet.Nothing to share, so no need to mingle.My table ..
Summer Love..by Michael

Summer Love..by Michael

A Story by Michael Reisman


The letters Henry was receiving from his girlfriend became less frequent as the summer progressed. Harriet was at a summer resort for June, July, and ..
For All To Enjoy..by Michael

For All To Enjoy..by Michael

A Poem by Michael Reisman


Guns will be laid down with neither trigger to be pulled,Nor bullet to be fired against another human being.The dog shall not bark, as the cat ceases ..
Two Other Intersections..by Michael

Two Other Intersections..by Michael

A Story by Michael Reisman


Another Saturday evening at my girlfriend's apartment on the fourth floor. The borough was Brooklyn, her building being one in the Marlboro Projects. ..
Progression Of Life..by Michael

Progression Of Life..by Michael

A Poem by Michael Reisman


The caterpillar sits on a milkweed plant and feeds itself.A time for a change is near. It spins a cocoon and hangs from a branch or twigAs the sleep s..