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Categories:
phone call, dark, depression, humor,
Form: Free verse
Help!
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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Categories:
phone call, water,
Form: Lay
PHONE CALL FROM HEAVEN
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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Categories:
phone call, faith, feelings, god, heaven,
Form: Free verse
Phone Call To Gwammy Bout the Wain
Ello, Gwammy,
Yea, saw the wain, Gwammy,
Big dwops fallin’ on the soil.
Dwopped fwom clouds.
Aunt Jan was angwy.
Said I get wet.
But I took her bwolly,
The one with the paint on it.
Big bwolly so I no get wet.
Went on the bench to see better.
The soil got wet.
Aunt Jan called me,
But I want to see the gwass gwo.
The wain
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Categories:
phone call, grandmother, rain,
Form: Free verse
Villanelle: Remembering Not to Call
Villanelle: Remembering Not to Call
by Michael R. Burch
(a villanelle permitting mourning, for my mother, Christine Ena Burch)
The hardest thing of all,
after telling her everything,
is remembering not to call.
Now the phone hanging on the wall
will never announce her ring:
the hardest thing of all
for children, however tall.
And the hardest thing this spring
will be remembering not to
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Categories:
phone call, absence, children, death, eulogy,
Form: Villanelle
The Phone Call
/em>Over breakfast, pouring coffee, buttering toast,
the phone rings, I answer. It is her sister,
she's weeping --- father dead.
Looking across the table at her,
I recall last night, restless words,
words spoken as she slept.
This morning those dreams seem to have been
clouds taking shape before a storm,
a Greek chorus reciting elemental spells,
cast against the coming of the day./em>
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Categories:
phone call, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Weekday phone call to weekend split up
At dinner you sat
With phone in hand
Leaving no room for me
in your attention span
I got up
And came back
In active conversation you sat
With your friend on her phone
And a call on top of that
He came in a flash
Greeting you both
When he sat down for a peer to peer talk
I talked it up with him,
he was
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Categories:
phone call, break up, conflict, emotions,
Form: Narrative
phone call
a...full loss (of 'why')
be as
a...fun damn! (mental trap)
that's as
a...(full a soap hic-call) problem
being in
a...shower (the ringing of a phone)
disturbs you in
a...way too loud manner (that's a full-loss-of-ease)
over
a...filed loss-of-fees (concerning unpaid bills)
in the mail
stan sand
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Categories:
phone call, cheer up,
Form: Free verse
Best Phone Call Ever
Marianne called me on a Sunday at eight a.m.
We live four hours away from each other
I had not seen her for over a year
“Want to meet me in Liberty in thirty minutes?”
“Heck yes!”
We were jumping around laughing a few minutes later
Picking up our conversation as if we had seen each other yesterday
Best friends for over
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Categories:
phone call, women,
Form: Narrative
Future Phone Call
LIFE IS GREAT FANTASTIC
INCREDIBLE AND AT TIMES
UNBELIEVABLE.
HERE I SIT ON A LITTLE LEDGE
I CAN SEE OVER OUR LITTLE VILLAGE,
NEIGHBORHOOD, COMMUNITY.
CELEBRATING FEBRUARY 2025
THE LAST MONTH OF WINTER.
AND THE AWAKENING OF SPRING.
YES, I KNOW I SAID 2025.
MAYBE I WAS THERE ALL READY.
DID YOU THINK ABOUT THAT?
MAYBE I A HAD, LETS SAY, A VISION.
WHAT DO
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Categories:
phone call, image, imagery, imagination,
Form: Free verse
Phantom Phone Call
Phantom Phone Call
All Hallows Eve quickly approaches
With tales of crypts and ghostly coaches
When haunting spirits again roam
To sounds of chains and dirges of moans.
Amid this eerie spine-chilling time
Beloved mother prepares to die
Fragile link between Heaven and earth
Suddenly splits in her rebirth.
One final breath, one final sigh,
One final smile from her blue eyes
Now at midnight her
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Categories:
phone call, death, farewell, mother, mystery,
Form: Rhyme
Same Phone Call Every Week
I am depressed, stressed, anxious, she said.
I advised her to help someone else.
There is no better way to lighten your load
She claimed it would not work
Without trying it
I had no time left to listen to her whining
I had children to play with, and lunch to cook.
Get a dog or a cat, I advised her. Get
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Categories:
phone call, friend,
Form: Prose Poetry
The Phone Call
I’m placing my phone call
And I am sure it will never be busy
It will ring for as long as it takes me
To whisper the need I’m addressing
The answer may not come the first time
My request may be a little selfish
But after I’ve asked with a right heart and mind
I can be sure
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Categories:
phone call, prayer,
Form: Free verse
A Phone Call
I got a phone call today;
Your Mom.
She was more worried than yesterday;
needed to know if you felt okay.
She told me things to help us on our way;
told her I would call her later in the day.
I got a phone call today;
You.
Troubles breathing; it sounded worse today;
hard to understand what you had to
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Categories:
phone call, absence, encouraging, i miss
Form: Rhyme
A Phone Call From 1919
A Phone Call from 1919
David J Walker
It was her earliest photograph
A stolen image
A split seconds motion in
Captured time
And here, in this odd box
For so long it lay
Unseen
And yet a sworn testament
In a storm of its lonely reality undeniable
Where has been stored the beauty
In this thing
That stirs an unknow affection
In one thousand
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Categories:
phone call, allegory,
Form: Rhyme
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