Best Telephone Poems

TELEPHONE
I will wait for the phone to ring
       Without a dial tone!
Did I not pay my phone bill?
Ring! Ring it's the  TELEPHONE.

 A very unusual way to leave the world.
       Let's all...

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Winter nights, the darkness comes quick
Key in door, to an empty house
Jacket falls fast right on the floor
I stare at the stand, at the telephone for sure

There she sits, alone, unmoving
No blinking light
No message at all
From a lovers voice or even a call from the...

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Winter nights, the darkness comes quick
Key in door, to an empty house
Jacket falls fast right on the floor
I stare at the stand, at the telephone for sure

There she sits, alone, unmoving
No blinking light
No message at all
From a lovers voice or even a call from the...

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When I was a child I waited for Your call

How could You do this to me

We stood by the phone but You were busy

How could I have thought You heard

The youngness wasn't enough

You were too disconnected to answer

Unaware we dialed You again and again

The others...

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Remembering Old-Time Telephone Service 

By Elton Camp

Only a few decades ago, the wireless telephones that have become so much a part of our lives were inconceivable and remained so until the advent of Star Trek in the 1960s.  Seeing the crew of the Enteprise...

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Each day I climb a dozen poles 
Or venture into underground holes 
To run the lines that carry tones 
Of voices into people's phones 
Protect me Lord as I climb high 
The poles that reach into the sky 
And please, Lord, catch me should I...

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Light is fading
over the blackened bay
and Judy calls
without anything to say

I hear her voice
talking of prices
while the light fades
even more over the bay

Now bay is dark,
and Judy says goodbye
The telephone sits humbly,
waiting for tomorrow


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4/12/2015

Featured poem of the week 
commencing 3/19/2017...

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Number 6 of
THE JENNIFER POEMS



“Be that Miss Jen?” shuddered my voice.
Oh Eros, for three barren year I have waited.
“Alloo,” came from the other end, soft , softer
Pulling my very heart from my enfeebled chest.
That voice, the fuel of my hitherto dying soul; 
Voice of Jen....

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Moved into my first apartment, I was now standing completely on my own,
Called the telephone company to install my phone so I wouldn’t feel alone.
Felt pretty proud of myself, just didn’t realize how young and foolish I was,
The telephone man hooked up my phone but...

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Note 
TO = telephone operator
Self = myself speaking
  



TO:      You have just reached Bedlam Associates Incorporations Ltd.
             Our telephone number is 999999ad infinitum but a 9 is...

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When you least expect, your phone will start to ring,
Someone on the other end, just has to do their thing.
“ Madam, I must inform you, your gas will be turned off “,
They don’t give you a chance to sigh or even cough.
It seems when you’re...

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In dream lone blackbird sits on telephone line,
pleading, what more do I have to give. 

Wing once beat out a metronome in time..
leaving thoughts lost through a sieve.

I swore to rebuild our earthen dam,
and hold the waters at bay.

Your dream found a different plan, 
left...

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Written: October 15, 2023
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Hanging precariously on the landline pole,
The sun's beams dance, yet no heat console.
Akin to power wires in homes spread and sway,
But it...

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Last night I dreamed Rhonda and I were so desperate for income that we either started or were hired by a grandma sex hotline.

I don't remember a lot of the dream but I remember taking one call, and I provided a narrative something like, "Well...

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I liked its comforting and quiet
Enclosure from the time and rain
Designed to be impossible to sleep in 
(Some vagrant friends reported miseries)
Shutting out the rest of the world
It became a space for answers
A sea-shell or confessional
Calming the small change of your soul
Adored no less by...

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