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Bakelite Poems - Poems about Bakelite


The Visit
...You hand me the bracelet without meeting my eyes - A wordless expression that betrays the casualness between us. It's a symbol, a sign That you haven't forgotten. My face burns with emotion an......

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Categories: bakelite, lost love,
Form: Free verse
The Call
... A curly corded telephone rings in a distant room, its black Bakelite bulk vibrates behind closed eyes. An old-time fire-engine parks its flame and brass chassis inside a cavernous skull, though ......

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Categories: bakelite, poetry,
Form: Free verse



Premium Member Life Full of Nostalgia
...Ambered hues in faded frames, a bygone era's smile, Bakelite whispers of forgotten songs, on a crackling vinyl isle. Daguerreotypes, ghosts of laughter, dance in sepia light, Embers of a childhood......

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Categories: bakelite, assonance, beautiful, celebration, emotions,
Form: Free verse
Time Calling
...The moon had got itself tangled up in a glass telephone kiosk. Tricks of light do not apply to moonlight, for it is a ghost haunting its face only through earthy reflections. It looks to us to s......

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Categories: bakelite, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member At the Third Stroke
..."At the Third Stroke. It will be four, four, and 40 seconds, precisely." "At the Third Stroke. It will be four, four, and 55 seconds, precisely." Old timers like me can remember when time was vo......

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Categories: bakelite, grandfather, time,
Form: Free verse



Calling From Yesteryear
...I've been wanting to call you, but the rolodex was trashed decades ago, and the laptops got Alzheimer's. I need a Bakelite dial phone one heavy enough to withstand some heavy breathing. Whe......

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Categories: bakelite, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member My Bakelite Moonglow Clock
...My Bakelite Moonglow Clock David J Walker My Bakelite Moonglow Clock Circa 1946 Is not just an antique It is Unique Exclusively made to offer The time at a glance At night spreadi......

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Categories: bakelite, time,
Form: Rhyme
Hedged In
...They are under the hedge, the elderly, the silver whiskered. Threadbare possums, frail chipmunks. The feeble, squeezed into narrow parts of the day. Her apartment is hedged in. Her telephone i......

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Categories: bakelite, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Ghosts
...It rings in a cavernous hammock. No location, only a prodding to respond to the dark. It is my parents calling from a Bakelite planet; I imagine retracing a long flex to a whirling dial. I......

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Categories: bakelite, poetry,
Form: Free verse
A Walk With Father -- Prose Poem
...He leads me through East London, docks, pubs and stray dogs, the Thames lapping at low clouds. We find the second-hand player in a street where the shops are dusty holes under viaducts. Carrying......

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Categories: bakelite, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Better Plastics
...We need better plastics, To hell with the bakelite saints That stand silent inside, The great wheels,  of the grand vehicle. Forever sleeping behind visqueen, Covered plexiglass,  hiding th......

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Categories: bakelite, angel, conflict, dark, deep,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Vision On
...Our first TV, a Mullard, maybe Murphy, black and white five minutes for it to warm up, and it smelt of Bakelite, the back was made of hardboard punched with rows of tiny slots which cast a reddish......

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Categories: bakelite, technology,
Form: Rhyme
The Turn of Progress
...The bakelite disc revolved at seventy-eight To end up in shards shattered, an inevitable fate Heavy and brittle and full of opera Was replaced with a vinyl at thirty-three With covers a delight t......

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Categories: bakelite, nostalgia, technology,
Form: Ode
Paroxetine
...I I am disinfected, sanitised from touch and eyes Do not hold me. I am Bakelite and you smolder Sat solid, the wall cold against my spine. A back-rest To concrete electrocution. I am distill......

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Categories: bakelite, me, parents, me, parents,
Form: Free verse

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