Phone Poems - Poems about Phone

There once was a phantom phone caller Who rang numbers he hadn't oughta Some fell for his charms Some raised the alarm Now the caller finds he's in deep water. One day he rang someone that he knew Thinking that they hadn’t got a clue They knew who he was Sent for the police squad He got locked up as idiots do. Worse...

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She looked pretty at the Zebra crossing, weaving slowly, her shampooed hair tossing, cars stopped still, to allow her go across, who wouldn’t stop to let a beauty pass! She looked neither to her left nor her right, body cutting out shape in pants bit tight, eyes fixed on the messages on her phone, tripping when side stepping a traffic cone. She continued...

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And you never knew— how many times I stood on the edge of your name, typing and erasing, drafting words that felt too fragile to send. I wrote the messages, but never set them free. My thumb hovered over "call" like a ghost remembering how to hold the living. Not because I didn't miss you— God, I did. But silence sometimes feels safer than a voice...

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Help! I dropped my phone down the loo What can be done? what shall I do? Stick my hand deep into the pan I pull and tug the best I can Call a plumber or call a friend? Can't do that, phone's stuck in the bend Out I go to buy a new phone Call a plumber when I get home. ...

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I sit and wonder in my backyard About you at the graveyard I'm always waiting for that phone call from you But it just takes me back from all the hell you went through I guess for the rest of my life I will be lonely But in the end, you were my only Sometimes I feel the pain I have...

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Oh, the joy of telemarketers, Who call you up without a care, With offers they believe are clever, But really just provoke despair. They call with grand insurance plans, Covid kits and credit schemes, As if I’m some prized target For their automated dreams. “End-of-life” expense protection — Oh, what a cheery nightly theme! I nod along sarcastically Inside my caller-haunted dreams. And then there’s Medicare, of...

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Whatever happened to the telephone book enquiring minds need to know there hasn't been one here for years so wherever did it go and what about the telephone box or the answer machine I haven't seen either near it's clear they're few and far between they went the way of the dodo long before their time as not everyone owns a mobile phone and no you...

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I checked my e-mail Deleted the spammer Then fixed my “I phone” With a store-bought hammer The Dr. scheduled a video visit I told him “I’d take a pass” Cuz there’s no way I’m stickin’ My own finger up my a.. My “phone” and I Seem to disagree ‘bout who’s in charge “IT” or me I asked SIRI what do you think “she” replied: I don’t I just...

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Whatever happened to the telephone book enquiring minds need to know there hasn't been one here for years so wherever did it go and what about the telephone box or the answer machine I haven't seen either near it's clear they're few and far between they went the way of the dodo long before their time as not everyone owns a mobile phone and no you...

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God is always speaking, through people, things and all the time. He speaks through the weather, disasters and yes, even crime. Telling us to turn around, you're going the wrong way. Things are happening to you, because you're refusing to obey. There are messages from Him, all around we can see. Some have been passed down, through our history. Deep down...

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She said I love you. I said I love you. The waitress said I love you. The table of ten said I love you. Am I in a movie? Will they soon break out in song? We broke out in laughter. It’s all right though it feels all wrong. Perhaps the whole world could learn - unashamedly exclaim the same; and laughter, likewise engages the...

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Scam Likely called me eleven times yesterday Fifty-two times this week I do not pick up I used to though When I was younger sales calls were a personal challenge to me. I wanted to see if I could make them hang up first. Salesman: Do you own your own home? Me: No, but I would love to. Can you send me...

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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...

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I was sipping tea, so calm, so sweet, Charts were clean, no sign of heat. NY session, chill as can be, Then—BOOM!—the news comes straight for me: “Trump is back, and he's not done— More tariffs, more drama, more Twitter fun!” He taxed China, slapped their goods, Markets flipped—I lost my “shoulds.” Steel from Canada? Hit with a fee, Even Mexico got no trading...

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And the phone rings Your name splashed across my screen I answer but you are not there Were you ever? A thousand times my hand has hovered Balanced over your number Torn between wanting Knowing what will happen Clinking glasses, muffled voices Straining, to hear you again Waiting, wanting, hoping But it’s too late Too late to be calling me Another reckless accident The definition of us A fitting...

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