Best Phones Poems
Living in a masquerade
Hiding our truths in the shade
Veiled Behind electronic devices
The Physical world Minimises
Concealed behind a blue and white light
No melatonin released at night
Our brains don’t accept it’s time to sleep
And every day we’re on repeat
A vicious cycle ceases to stop
When hid behind our phones and lap top
Wanting to be something we’re not
Living life through a mobile robot
Pupils straining , brains rearranging
Photograph your food , words misconstrued
We used to wear watches and read paper maps
Took photos with cameras , had real contact
We spent Summer days out in the fresh air , riding our bikes with the wind in our hair
Simulation , stimulation lost inside a lie
Isolation, modification , apps that beautify
Lacking essential social skills
Online Casino gives you thrills
Book shops closing , hackers disclosing
Filters , snaps of zombies posing
Selfie sticks and brains decomposing
Judging ourselves With an air of self loathing
Expectations of Instant gratification
Vulnerable souls face Victimisation
Predators and bullies target their prey
Illicit pictures on display
Conversations overthrown
Surrounded by people
Yet still quite alone
With one selfish text lives become wrecked
Took your eyes off the road just for a sec
Sirens arriving , little chance of surviving
All because of your self-absorbed driving
We hold it dearer than humanity
Ignorant and lost at sea
We need to find our way back to land
And release these crutches from our hands
I-phones have changed our paradigms
People no longer
Have to talk to each other
Or
Need to form relationships with human beings.
Evolving into an electronic virtual culture,
Suddenly we live in a surreal, imitation world, and we are avatars, not humans.
In many parks along peaceful walking trails
wind phones can now be found across the world.
With the help of an old rotary dial telephone,
mourners can speak freely to lost loved ones.
These phones are the direct line to the other side
for those who sadly never got to say goodbye.
Mourners can speak their heart into the wind
to help process their grief on the road to healing.
A phonecall has the power to release built-up anguish
for those longing to attain closure and a sense of peace.
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
People who talk to
themself were called crazy once.
Now, they are just rude.
After Messages,
Massaging phones,
They became smart!
Many people deprived of a phone
Couldn’t function when they were alone
For in this day and age
It’s the norm to engage
With the screen of the cell that they own.
Human contact has suffered a blow
For technology’s now status quo.
We might not recognize
Someone just by his eyes
‘Less they’re lit by a battery’s glow.
Makes me wonder if old Alex Bell,
If brought back to earth just for a spell
Would be more than just shocked
But would have his world rocked
Watching everyone glued to a cell!
People glower; horns get louder -
I wonder why a drive so dour
was ever termed rush hour.
.
Dollars followed by point 99
Are dollars with one more assigned.
Retailers think shoppers math blind.
Business phones in America evolved
With English as option, not default,
Like a blond joke saw phones solved.
In the USA, I cannot afford to die
So place my body atop funeral rates
Until they pass sky for heaven-high.
Halloween is marketed in July,
Followed by Christmas in August –
Greed's gone awry, I won't comply.
Medical care doesn’t care at all,
Should be re-termed medical gall
As many are ill from medical appall.
The law fits fine if one is rich,
Others needing a justice hit
Need a thief’s help to pay for it.
Let me end my sad word hurl
As born in my dramatic world:
Hyperbole debris, reality decreed.
tv remotes won't make calls
or
phones change channels -
a truth
hard
to
learn
I reckon I've seen about everything in my nigh four-score years.
Obnoxious teens, obnoxious elders and unpleasant Wall-Mart cashiers,
And those baggy pants with the crotch nearly reaching to the knees,
But folks with a cell phone in their ear compare to none of these!
Some people sport spiked hair dyed orange, red or green.
Others with rings piercing their lips - a weird sight to be seen!
Gorgeous ladies flaunt tacky tattoos that seem mighty *****.
Plus all of that, they have a cell phone glued to the ear!
Vexatious ringtones on some cellular phones cause me to cringe,
'Specially if in a fine bistro or church my serenity they impinge!
The "William Tell Overture" in a concert is mighty fine to hear,
But please spare me that tinny tune from the cell phone in your ear!
Some use their cell phones while driving - to all others oblivious,
Never minding that such inattention could be very injurious!
Seems to me 'twould be tricky trying to concentrate and steer,
With that consarned cellular phone sticking in the ear!
Cell phones are an improvement in communications, I suppose,
With their music, cameras, computers and a dial that glows.
But, alas, for future generations I often wonder and fear:
Will babes be born with a cell phone protruding from the ear?
Entry for Simon Rogerson's "Let's Explore Digital Technology" Contest
(13 Feb 22)
Ever notice some looking at a cell phone,
while they are walking along- they just keep on talking;
or they are just looking and detached- and all else is unknown,
I watch them from my balcony getting off the bus and walking.
Now, the winding pathway into my building is quite dangerous,
it has many bumps and uneven surfaces, dips and cracks;
a guy on his cell was walking this path treacherous,
DUMBSTRUCK- he falls still looking at the cell phone as he smacks !
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August 14, 2021
Poetry/Rhyme/Cell Phones are Dangerous - DK
Copyright Protected, ID 08-1380-965-14
All Rights Reserved, 2021, Constance La France
Written for the Premier contest, Dumbstruck
sponsor, Charlie Messina, Judged 08/29/2021
Eighth Place
Does anyone care about friendship?
A beauty of life
But we grow out of friendships
And make new ones
Still, our hearts
Are forever
Changed
We are too obsessed with our phones
To let this happen
WAKE UP!
Does anyone care about the oceans?
Pure, pristine and beautiful, full of life
Not ours to take with industrial pollutants
We’ve grown out
Of caring
For the ocean and earth,
Our mother
We continue
To pollute
WAKE UP!
We are an odd race
We stare at phones and
Kill our home
But we
Are capable
Of saving it
And killing our phones
We need to
GROW UP!
3/11/20
Woken up angry
Discontent
Woke up on the wrong side of bed
Couldn’t find the lil expensive box
I hold in my hand
It brings me music
It brings me sound
So angry I couldn’t find it
So angry it wasn’t around
This lil expensive box
I hold in my hand
We are attached
Like blood in my veins
Like oxygen
In the air I breathe
It makes me so connected
Dings and rings when strangers like my status
Or my pictures they have glanced at
This lil expensive box
I hold in my hand
I cant put it down
Me and this lil box have become one
I cant stop staring at it
Cant stop scrolling up and down
It has me under a trance
Has me under its spell
This lil expensive box
I hold in my hand
Has made me disconnected and alone
This lil expensive box
Isn’t a gift
Its addiction
In a shell
I cant look up anymore
I must look down
This lil expensive box
I hold in my hand
Has taken over my life
Its disconnected
A face to face connection
Relationships are under attack
With family n friends
With time not spent wisely
With love not given
With moments gone
Never to come back
As I sit here scrolling
Till the screen goes black
Kale Brereton
https://www.nytimes.com/2019/04/27/technology/apple-screen-time-trackers.html
Www.thefreethinkinghuman.com
Twitter; @thefreethinkin5
Rats for Phones
Medieval Hamelin, so they say
Was rat infested so one day
The town folks, though with shady hype
Hired a Piper and his pipe
And rid the town of rats he did
But he also piped away each kid
So it is today in a South African town
Alexandria has run aground
It’s rat infested with all types
And there’s no Piper now who pipes
But you still can hear the Piper’s tones
In the city sponsored free cell phones
For if you turn in 60 rats
You get a cell phone and congrats
They’re killing rats there by the score
In hopes there soon would be no more
But signs say this stunt could backfire
As there is now some public ire
The activists for animal rights
Have got the city in their sights
And they’ve condemned this initiative
Saying even rats have the right to live
Where will this end – I have no clue
But if you had rats what would you do
If you’re like me, let it be known
We’d have ourselves a new cell phone
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Heads bowed, eyes focused,
The magic of the Hocus Pocus.
Transfixed, in a spell
Nothing else will they dwell.
Walking around zombified
Surely brains, have been fried.
Life ruined, no conversation,
Texting now the inspiration.
Grasp of language, long forgotten,
Shortened text – yuk, it’s rotten,
GR8, LOL, TLC, OMDB,
Worlds gone mad, OMG!!