Phones Poems - Poems about Phones

Forthcoming Summer Hiku 21 summer on the w -a –y pearly s ~h ~o ~r ~e vacation dreams ...

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A woman splayed upon a lofty beach— the drunkard’s stumble-street-strut-jumble-key— BUY NOW, AND GET THE SECOND [this/that] FREE! —and what’s this cracked out weirdo got to preach? …”about the senate’s 3rd bid to impeach…”— .(Get lost.-)—.IF YOU THINK YOU’LL NEVER BELIE— look,look!a man crushed by a falling tree!— —(“oh!—my God!”)—nvm—it’s…freedom…of speech? Get real! Wake up! Which trope must I invoke?— (Uh?)—GET REAL RELIEF...

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We first met coasting the blurred lines of the information superhighway. We exchanged polite words and respectful kindness, though we seldom saw or heard each other. I am the old man of touch and eye contact, you are the princess of text and illusions. I adapt to your hot realms, to your affinity for glittering screens because past and future, old and young...

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Smiling at strangers, or saying hello passing the time, on my walks down the street with mixed responses, from those you don’t know some stare at their phones or else at their feet Joggers those nodders, take you in their stride focussed on fitness, or some sort of race barely acknowledge that you moved aside they'll choose to refuse a look at...

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They had just called us over. So I knew it was 5:00. We’re all restless now, so it’s 5:02. He’s always a little late. When the window opens, It is tempting to run back to bed. But I can’t sleep anyway. I don’t ask about the pills. It’s a secret- but what we don’t know will save us. Dinner will be served soon. So we...

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It’s been used in so many movies, and series, and books to be read - some kind of sickness breaks out in the world turning all into the living dead. I once thought the concept was silly, but now days I just shake my head, cuz this bug has all the same turned the whole world... right into the living dead. ...

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("Howling Rock" - 2016, Castle Rocks, Idaho) Crying Wolf My phone is set to the tone of a trumpet horn To signal incoming texts And every time it sounds I think of Robin Hood calling out for me. I think he must have been a disciplined And discerning fellow long ago In his Sherwood Forest, Because otherwise the woods would be filled With his call And...

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How people learn to play video games so well...

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Many peoples lifeline to outside world connection...

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To set down our phones, constant companions, and gaze up at the tree to watch the robins feed their chicks — such an exotic request....

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Privacy is a freedom of the past, computers and cell phones took that away; for it was too precious to ever last. We now record every word neighbors say; although we once talked to them face-to-face, computers and cell phones took that away. The internet is a chaotic place, where a like's equivalent to a friend; although we once talked to friends...

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When youth fades to a crumbling age bones become telephones. for minds to answer. No diel-up tones, you are directly plugged into its skeletal language of cracked joints and rusted nails. Those crumbling bones have to call you up day and night, just to make sure you are still listening, still paying attention to the way nature has faithfully kept its promise to you of a guaranteed shelf-life....

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All the signs in the main room say no cell phones I like sitting around the corner away from the receptionist’s eyes I happily tap away on my I-phone screen Tap Tap Tap Tap Tap Tap Thrilled with my wise seating choice The main room of the clinic is silent The others sit under the TURN OFF CELL PHONE SIGN one mother has...

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A mobile phone is a strange old thing, For the joy, love, and pain it can bring. People can spend, hours a day, Scrolling through apps, and games they can play. But life is worth, so much more, Than making thumbs and fingers sore. By tapping on screens, to play on a game, The way it’s developed, it’s such a shame. It’s a...

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Who says Chinese products hardly last? I’d vote he’s a talker a bit fast, His sick opinion one that won’t last; Into River Chang Jang to be cast… God, I guess, has blessed Chinese Phones: “Be Fruitful and multiply in tons; Over you races to strain their bones And buyers’ voices heard in clear drones… Who thinks Chinese Phones rarely last? For this view...

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