Telephone Poems - Poems about Telephone

A lonely sentinel on a busy street, The telephone booth, a bittersweet retreat. Its glass panes smudged with countless hurried hands, A silent witness to forgotten lands. Within its cramped and often dusty space, A world unfolded, etched upon a face. A whispered promise, a tearful goodbye said, A lifeline cast, from fears that filled the...

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Last night, on March 24,2025, two juvenile boy's with a Madison telephone number. Pretended first to by from the country of Syria and later on from the country of Ireland. But their number was most likely one inside of the United States. Although they both started out asking some basic biblical questions such was it Samson...

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An old gaunt lady With feeble steps Walked to the red telephone booth On the roadside pavement Every day she dialed a number And spoke inaudibly into the receiver As tears streamed down her crinkly face This continued for an hour Until she resigned for the day Hoping for another heartfelt conversation A baffling mystery unsettled us Spectators to this daily drama. ...

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Sighing, she watches the phone, wishing someone would call her - once, it hardly stopped ringing and she would answer, sighing - but the silence is worse... Inspired by Picture Four...

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silhouetted against the vast farmland, western Sun set put up a painter’s dream, it lit the place up like house on the strand, stillness of silence and the flowing stream! inherited it from my great grand dad, was history rolling on a grand scale, antiques, tapestry, gothic arts it had, handed from generations, not for sale. on the mantle at the humming furnace, a...

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In your vintage gold design you lay in brilliant elegance- a memory of our yesteryear held in the highest esteem; words flew through the air. Image 4 ...

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Someones watching me stands out among other birds beautiful cardinal...

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I get a tiny text from you. I do remember emails. Before those, phone conversations. And prior to those we'd meet. Sit for hours with coffee, tea, wine, chat. Chats appeared to go on and on and on. Remember those times, the chat, wine, tea, coffee? Then the phone calls we shared? And then some emails, before the occasional text? Texts may not go on. (23 Oct...

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Written: October 15, 2023 _______________________________________ Hanging precariously on the landline pole, The sun's beams dance, yet no heat console. Akin to power wires in homes spread and sway, But it seems friendly warmth has gone astray.   Sun rays are vanishing behind...

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good old dead Rutherford B Haves most do not know he was president his name is not famous like Lincoln or Kennedy because he was not assassinated probably But he could be famous for one thing He was the first president to allow a phone into the White House His phone number is so easy, you may be able to remember...

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Like telephone poles on a country road the years stretch endlessly before him One no different than the other an 'only family,' no sisters, no brothers The first stretch he calls 'office poles' pencil-sharpening, paper-shuffling ...

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I say words my friend says words neither of us responds to the other words we are always waiting for a pause so we can say more words the other is not hearing it is our usual phone call I say more words she says something no one is listening it is okay we do not seem to care I wait for a pause I say more words she...

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I'm hearing that same telephone from a neighbouring flat, each day at that same time, labouring with its ring-ding, ring-ding. This is no neighbour whom I know except that I glimpse that face, and hear that bell each day at that same window as she turns away from that ring-ding, ring-ding. Does she love to hear it, so then can turn her back to...

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(His Version of Music Box) Here I sit at this dusty, old desk staring at the telephone, asking myself do I dial your number or just leave you alone? I remember when I never had to question should I call you or not, it was just a natural reaction, there was never a second thought You’re right I...

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Have anyone of you also received a random telephone call from Shanghai China, not in English but in the Chinese language? I did today but I did not understand the importance of that phone call that I never received until this afternoon. I thought is was an honor and that they could contact me any time. Wrongfully...

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