Twittering Tales: Young Again

The Supper Club

The young friends enjoyed a lavish dinner; then retired to the kitchen to pick at leftovers and laugh about old times. Before they parted, they made a toast to the future and to long and healthy lives. None of them felt the wormhole take them as they ate; none of them remembered the nursing home.

253 Characters

(c) Rob Goldstein 2019

This is an entry for Kat Myrman’s  Twittering Tales #144 – 9 July 2019

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Twittering Tales: The Old Mechanic

The Old Mechanic

The old mechanic yearned for the days of the Volkswagen–
when plenty was enough–before the greed and cruelty,
before the insatiable need for more.

197 Characters

This is an entry for Kat Myrman’s Twittering Tales #Twittering Tales #143 – 2 July 2019

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Twittering Tales: The Caesurian Section

The Caesurian Section

Photo by sasint at pixabay.com
Photo by sasint at pixabay.com

The critic

wheels my poem

into surgery.

He packs the skull

with stately

stressing.

He pins a metrical

foot to its mouth.

He tapes an allusive

paradox to its groin.

My poem opens its

eyes and speaks:

Am I great yet?



196 Characters

Robert Goldstein 2015-2019

This is an entry for Kat Myrman’s Twittering Tales #142 – 25 June 2019

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Twittering Tales Kat Myrman



Twittering Tales: A Midnight Storm

A Midnight Storm

These dark reflections.

Storm clouds gather on a
midnight tear through
San Francisco.

He wants the storm to last
forever; he wants to be
hidden and faceless: dead
without dying.

(c) Rob Goldstein 2019

162 Characters

This is an entry for Kat Myrman’s Twittering Tales #135 – 7 May 2019

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Twittering Tales Kat Myrman

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For Willow.