Short Cell Poems
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A ping lights me up,
digital glow of a text;
Cyber energy;
Your marrow into my cell,
veins flushed with emoji rush.
i have a cell
it ring bell
to protex
i kept in my deck
on the ship
in it dips
its on shell base
in a
PHONE CASE
Form:
Escaped leave parts way
sensed brittle cell bathes
feign light darkens hope
bottled self awashed
price of freedom death
we both moke
and was turn on
we know it was wrong
you can bet
we needed sex
we drop cell phones
did it with
CLOTHS ON
This sadness is seeping
Leaking, spilling out
Of every cell in my body.
Craving a bullet
A rope
Or pills
To
End
This
Pain.
Form:
A House Call
and back
to home and not
and knot in stomach pit
when cradled cell and heart do stop
all’s well?
orchard in garden
yields bounteous ripe apples,
stem cell in seed is
a little bit of nothing -
willing self to be fulfilled
There He lay as cold as ice,
a darkened tomb His prison cell,
until the dungeon filled with life
& saved us from eternal hell.
shoes playing footsies
elevated hamper of clothes
bread and water
cell phone
Geisha doll
me
8/23/2018
chewing the fat with a ghostlike gristle,
a likeness lampoon on cell
5/9/2020
its a turn on
as they walk alone
some on cell phone
they chat
about this and that
it a real sex appeel
SKIRTS AND HIGH HEELS
With a rhythmic spell,
Quasimodo sounds his bell
In his tortured hell,
Esmeralda hears him yell
From his hunchback prison cell.
Two weeks without cell or landline phones
Searching through my fresh catch for bones
By Robb A. Kopp
All Rights Reserved © MMX
This building is burning to the ground.
Save the old man or save the baby we found?
"He knows what TV is, he's already going down."
Form:
Lynette "Squeaky" Fromme,
With Charles Manson did roam.
Tried to assassinate President Ford,
A prison cell was her reward.
2013
the music was on
i was on th cell phone
than came the heat
it was the sex beat
we did it like this
and kiss
hug sugg
THE BED ROOM
TWIST
Blasphemous humanity amounts to a cancerous cell within God's creation!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
12 August 2018
Freed from its cell in the hive
T-rumposaurus comes alive
This monster is back
And plans to attack
With project twenty twenty-five
In me,
You see.
Cell wall,
Stand tall.
Fibre,
Timbre.
Cal joule,
No fool.
Met rate,
Instate.
Shake hands,
Sure lands.
If you want to stop telemarketers
from calling your cell phone,
just dial this toll free number
and they'll leave you alone
*
888 382 1222
*
who knew than the crusades with melancholy singing will bite your ass
for the warriors at a lost to distract you from your computer and cell
my gray cells are few
my emotions are boxed up
a blank page stares back
mind over matter
allow my fingers to dance
escape from my cell
people
stopped smiling years ago
lost in the wiry mire of cell phones
now they're wearing N95s
now I can pretend they're still
alive
Stepping on the edge and ready to fly
Up side down right to hell
Ive answered to all questions except - why?
Being free in my own personal cell
burning lamp obscured
as solar cell heart turns back
to flame of God's love
Honorable Mention: Brian Strand-Select a Feb 25 Posted-2/19/25