Best Telephone Line Poems

The wait_only link a telephone line
Minutes trickle through the minute glass
Everyone gets a call and that is fine
Our daughter answered phone as her own task

Minutes...

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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...

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“Slips the Blue Satine”



Desire bites 
a sonnet ripped 
where the voice projects
through glossy cherry bit lips
down a telephone line
wrapped around long legs

speaking soft words
welcoming you...

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"Keynote"



"hand me your keys," 

she says smiling coolly
into his breeze

throwing getaway notes
out the window 

the sharp beaked blackbirds
flee scurrilously 

back where they belong
in the past,...

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I could write a poem of all the headlines, 
most influential people, and important events of the decade,
but instead, I’ll share with you some of...

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So many emergency numbers to call
covering every situation under the sun
at the end of the telephone line
human helps there making one run

But these humans can't...

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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...

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Friendship is....?

The warm feeling inside, we always get
when an old acquaintance is unexpectedly met:
the sound of a familiar voice on a telephone line,
that sincerely asks:...

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Lingering love
Hung on a telephone line
Promises and Moments
Swing like sneakers
Superfluously hanging after the winter

You have been misplaced
Nothing is known
Fate and her heavy fists
have crushed ...

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I broke the stone that built the roads, my friend
And when through college my escape came
I was the first to that place they sent
So this...

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Only A Heartbeat Away

Love should be the essence of one's existence
 Through twisted wires being crossed on the telephone line
 We are crafted and created...

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To anyone even myself, I just can't explain it
I just can't figure out how the puzzles pieces are supposed to fit
Why when your memory decides...

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I would wait forever
Just to once again hear you voice on the telephone line
Seeing your face
Would drive me out of my mind
Kissing your lips
I would...

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A Party Line                      ...

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Walking, stepping and thinking was the focus that 
           moment.
Being absorbed in the internal dilemmas...

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