The Telephone

I get these calls all the time and you have a great solution but I can't reach them. This one got me going - thanks for your encouraging comments at my place.

Someone calls me at 1 AM, he's the one better check his doors and windows. Vince

very cool, Daver...jimbo

Wonderful, what a gift you have, so enjoyed your Etheree, and thanks for visiting my poetry~~

HI, there, Daver. So nice to hear from you today. Just to tell you again, I really do like this telephone poem!!

Yikes! Sounds like this should be in a horror film. Vivid poem! Karen

Good day Daver, a slight of a guess you are paronid. or getting harassed. Well i don't know who it was calling. A bill collector in the a.m.. would be to crazy... thank you for sharing your wonderful poetry, having fun reading and catching up on my favorite poets + all the talent here on the soup. Take care,..p.d.

Sometimes it is not good to over think a situation.. I got a chuckle and a scare in one work..I have read "The Call Of The Wild"...Was that made into a movie? I may have seen the movie..I will have to put it on my list of books to read..Thanks for the kind review of my work...Sara

Wow! I love how you went with this-- sometimes one really Does wonder what is going on at the other end of the line-- the possibilities limitless-- really enjoyed reading this and the atmosphere of mystery that you laced in here, Daver :) hugs :)

beautiful with some shivers, daver.... at 1am, this is mystifying! :) huggs, nette

super write Daver and all those things go through ones head and mind when that happens ..this is why caller I.D. is now all the rage and phones that speak to u like my sons have.. telling u who the caller is.. wow technology is grand.. as this poem is my friend.. always enjoy your poetic lines luv..

wow, the ending is haiku like!! VERY nice. I love this one,Daver

Very stunning write, daver

there was an old time radio show on suspense called wrong Number, starting Anges Moorehead, this reminded me of this piece of very fine creative poetry.

Oh, I hate getting calls like that, Daver! Now I dial *69, but often the last caller can't be reached.:( Might have been someone who'd realized they'd dialed the wrong number? Still, can be so disconcerting.:( One of my sons will call for me to pick him up if he'd been drinking. One ring, would drive me around the bend! Can think of better things to occupy our imagination. Hoping and wishing the best to you all!! Love, Mikki

Dear spooky friend, you really had me spellbound in this poem. I often wonder what happened when a phone rings only once. Usually I dial *69 and trace the number on the internet. At 1 a.m., however, I might be inclined to check the doors and windows! Remember the radio play, "Sorry, Wrong Number"? Love, Carolyn