MY UBIQUITOUS CELL PHONE
At the turn of the century,
A phone joined my inventory.
It enabled me to talk,
Even while taking a walk.
The model was Panasonic;
It seemed to have a few tricks.
It was quite heavy yet small;
It cost a lot to make a call.
Over the years it evolved,
And many a problem it solved.
It helped to send emails,
And know about Amazon sales.
Google was in my pocket;
I read about wildlife and rockets.
I could even take photographs,
Capture our fun times and laughs.
Finally, the day came;
My number got linked to my name,
My accounts and my Aadhaar card;
Life without it is now hard.
I carry it on my travels,
Unknown routes to unravel.
I need it to chat with my friends,
To learn about latest trends.
My cell phone, my companion,
You are really a champion!
Categories:
panasonic, hilarious,
Form: Rhyme
Panasonic took over
no one
say no
Categories:
panasonic, daffodils, garden, grave, imagery,
Form: Senryu
MUSIC
Are you listening to my miraculous music
Are you feeling anything in panic
This is not a TV Panasonic
The world is amazingly in conic
Tr?n Minh Hi?n Hien Tran Orlando November 18, 2016
Categories:
panasonic, allusion,
Form: Quatrain
Only one of the haiku poems below is serious. The others are frivolous. Can you spot the serious poem?
Longitudinal
lines run lengthwise, criss-crossing
lines of latitude.
A "friend of the court,"
or "amicus curiae,"
is no friend of mine!
For perfect haiku,
you must check your syllable
count religiously.
You can run, but you
cannot hide, from the sweeping
hand of Father Time.
The four in boring
salesman suit pants were foreign-
born ring salesladies.
I tuned my Toro,
programmed my Panasonic—
then mowed through Matlock.
Latin syllable count by:
http://marello.org/tools/syllabifier/
Categories:
panasonic, poems,
Form: Haiku
Get down! is no joke-
Amazon eyes meet
black, jungle eyes
No one backS down!
The genetic zipcode
has travelled over
two (2) continents
on a tight-rope
to say a false/friendly
"Good Morning/Buenos Dias!'"
We serve it up with a side order of MEANS WELL
like the Connecticut River in January
the pieces...peaces
float and bob upward near
cease-fire redemptions
just in case mutual dreams
come to fruition
during the Panasonic night.
Ellen Denise Richardson
10/8/12
Categories:
panasonic, urban,
Form: Free verse
It is December 31, the last day of the year.
The nighttime sky is dark, but quite clear.
In Times Square, there is a lighted ball.
The New Year arrives when it makes its fall.
Despite the freezing cold, there is a huge crowd.
They count down the final seconds very loud.
Finally, in New York, it is 2008.
Everyone wishes each other tidings great.
While I walked around Times Square earlier in the day,
I was looking up at billboards a little to my dismay.
There was Nissan, Nikon, and Panasonic on display.
Honda and Toyota cars drove by me today.
How many of you were around on VJ Day?
Most of us are too young to remember 1945.
Very few of us who were around are still alive.
Who has seen the picture in Life Magazine,
where a sailor kissed his woman, and made a scene?
This leaves me to ask with interrogative candor:
From all I see today, who really won the war?
Categories:
panasonic, travelme, new year,
Form: Rhyme
My Ex came up to fetch me
And drive me to the shop,
In his Ford Fiesta wreck,
Just ready for the chop.
He said, “I’ve got my stereo
Just fitted – Panasonic …
It’s great, it’s got four speakers!”
I said, “Oh! Quadraphonic!”
He looked a little puzzled …
“Oh! No!” he answered back,
“It’s got two speakers at the front,
And two more at the back … !”
This is a true story –
With my Ex, I don’t need to make ‘em up!
Categories:
panasonic, funny, husband
Form: Verse