Telegraph Poems - Poems about Telegraph

Akin to tree Elevated roots and connection POTD 21st March 2023...

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this is where my tale wings away past the clutches of the irascible Chadwick up past the hinges and the curly cue and its vocabulary roofing tiles preparing to adapt once again placing the bellows against the embers possessed by a holy fervor that could lay waste to nations in an orgy of justified non-compliance defying statistics and trivial desire their suggestions a camp fire...

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The Telegraph How does it feel; it must be unreal For a Chaplin to knock on your door Then to place in your hand a short telegram That says that your loved one’s no more Then for how many days are you lost in the haze Rereading those short little lines How can they be true; this can’t happen to you Oh, how...

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My bike was transportation; Mom didn’t drive But sometimes I sped off on an adventure To Telegraph Hill the miles were only five Big sis and I made the ride a joint venture What she didn’t know was the trek was uphill Although one could coast nearly all the way back The journey before us sis tried to fulfill Red faced, she...

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Telegraph poles Derelict each in their own way Watch the Forest creep around Mountains watch them rot Trains skitter past The River pays no mind Dragging their wires on the Ground Useless Many miss glass eyes Many hang their arms Some have fallen None talk No more dots and dashes...

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