Iphone Poems - Poems about Iphone

God's Will

Kyrielle Sonnet


They search, phones held tightly, spellbound
moments parting in the background
phone screens, maybe the newest pill
Time won’t stand still, is this God’s will?

They’re seeking this life’s cutting-edge 
is it their hearts and souls they’ll pledge?
from where they stand, life’s all downhill
Time won’t stand still, is this God’s will?

They know that life moves by, passing
finger on

iPhone Dropped on its Head

I was thinking of a bummer -
do iPhones get any dumber
every time you drop 'em?
Nowadays, I'm a ding-a-ling.
I really depend on that thing.
My brain don't work, my phone don't ring -
I wish I could swap 'em.

iPhones, iPads and iPods

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 God, even though I’d often mistook
darkness for light, wrong for

Query for Deary

One kiss and I fall like
A green leaf on the bed
Your lullaby lips 
Go to my head 
I find my body tingles
At just the thought of 
Any kind of interaction with you
Real or imagined
So much so I wonder if it 
Will be harder to deal with reality
Should we ever meet
Than it is to live in

Anti-Poem Iphone Maniacs

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 exonerations
iPhone maniacs fondle frothing bananas mindlessly now
demon spiders ooze inside

The New Iphone With Face Blurrying App

because you need it
watch the shares drop
Owners of iphone
-Prince Andrew-
-Donald Trump-
-Boris Johnston-
-Adolph Hitler-okay i made this one up but you know he would have
maybe they have made one that stops you sweating
brrrrrmmmm  cchhhhhhhhhhhh ( a drum roll)

The Art of a Dying Man

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 enriched society

Where watchers become stars 
in the constellation of
the unintended

Love On An Iphone

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 ocean sang the night has come
It's here
Hand in hand we

Thumb Poetry

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 with these poor thumbs of mine?
Most likely for hours, they’re

We Need a New God

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!

Flying Kites In Modern Days

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 want to get rich
Then it happens too fast
See a lack

My Youngest Son Was Dropping My Iphone

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.

A Sonnet To the Iphone

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 their heads with gazeless eyes,
Staring tongue-tied at handheld luminous lies!
Yet

Lamentations of a Lost Iphone

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 purified or purged

Say something wrong my primal ones
Numbers don't really

Me, Myself and Iphone

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 with nothing to say
Or perhaps just no one to say

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