Best Iphone Poems

I shoot up above the silent, spellbound crowd,
Gaping down at their bright hands with glassy eyes,
Then I pierce the satin clouds that dress the skies,
And drift in space toward that eternal shroud,
The vast field of stars that angels tilled and plowed.
How the crowd tilts down...

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iPhone Maniacs

crankshaft tendencies secure a brace of sly meatballs
truth daggers entice the worm girls with petite pastas
creature lilacs uproot themselves for pink dippity-do gels
white nylon ghost legs roam outer space in latex leotards
metacarpal syringes find porous outcries in the gloaming 
crankshaft tendencies welcome the tilted...

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Me Myself and Iphone


How’s the line can you hear me now
I’m getting bad reception

They say these gadgets make life easier
But maybe that’s self deception

I saw seven girls walking by the other day
You’d think out to enjoy the sun and the view

Six on their phones, one...

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Santa’s new “iPhone”, 
Filled with Christmas gift orders;
Oops, it won’t work now!
...

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iAmMad..iGo..iSee..iJump..iPay..iBuy..iPhone..iCall...uDontAnswer...iTryAgain..
uStillDontAnswer..iDepressed..iChat..uDontRespond..iSulk..iPlayGames..iBrowse..
iGetBored...iThinkAgain..iStillAmMad..iGo..iHear..iPhone4..iSee..iJump...iBuy..iCallAgain
..uDontAnswer...iTryAgain..uStillDontAnswer...iGoMad...iFeelCheated...iFeel 
ignored..iKillMyself..iLostLife..iLeavePhoneBehind..iRelieved..iImmortal.....

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I have a picture of you
It's on my new iPhone
And our favorite song
Play's on the ring tone
There's a message from you
So I can hear your voice
I love the video we made
While at la playa del sol

Soft and easy
The sun sat behind clouds
And disappeared 
And the...

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iPhone poetry:
I squint at the tiny screen
Composing Haiku

iPhone poetry:
I squint at a tiny screen.
Words compressed—Haiku!

iPhone poetry:
I squint at the tiny screen.
Compress-Squeeze the 
thought....

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Pushed on by memory
By the bus, wrong stop, buttons touched too much
Left behind, the mind and all connections
Locked on display, light only, the tower knows
To triangulate your position beep beep to passengers

Unlike soap in the mouth as a punishment
Iphone alone
There is no cure for stupidity
Not...

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My youngest son was dropping my iPhone.
Unfortunately, not just once, but almost twice.
If someone interested- take the mishap and own.
He is three years, with fair hair and brightly brown eyes....

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Once upon a time, in the early years
before I walked and talked, 
a cell phone at my ears…

before Instagram or Pinterest or Facebook
strived to overtake my very mind,
sometimes, I felt like my heart had been forsook
leaving me troubled, on the edge of life’s shadows
forgiven by...

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Writing a poem with only my thumbs
Opposable digits are A-number one
Will autocorrect fix the words I write wrong?
Not all words are lucky as I coax them along
My phone keyboard clicking as I’m typing the words
Now back to correct my fast-thumb-spelling turds

How long can I go...

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It does not matter how much I pray
God does not give me the time of day
That "omnipotent" snot
Did not try to save squat
When my iPhone drowned yesterday!...

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The Age of Consent was once ten
To ensure there were virgins for men
But young girls love candy
Which cads have kept handy
Since Mary of Magdalene

Now the Age of Consent is 16
With virgins nowhere to be seen
On an iPhone screen
Obscene is routine
As girls document coming clean

With no...

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I got these old habits that I’m trying to kill
Like kick off the ills
Of these psychotropic pills
Cause I’m someone else
They turned me into someone else

What you say, it’ll all come back
Whether love or it’s hate
both strange like an asylum
toxic waste
Yea that negatives a toxic waste

people...

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The Art of a Dying Man
David J Walker

The dam was broken and 
The man trying to save it 
Worked alone

As we watched 
through the lens 
of an iPhone 

hoping to capture 
the moment of collapse 

As the names of hero’s
have changed on plaques
of a media...

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