Telephones Poems - Poems about Telephones

...If the computers never exist There would be chit chat on the telephones and I-Pads When family comes over chit chat is heard Lots of lots of face to face chatting We would be reading more ......

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...Signs of the Times A dictator-ship sailing the seven seas A night-birds song on the evenings breeze An unorthodox relationship with anti-freeze The heimleck manoeuvre over a piece of cheese ......

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...Human ingenuity leapfrogs beyond ordinary Buoying upon wings of intellectual curiosity Sustaining innovation, creative imagination, Breaking barriers once thought impenetrable, Daring to conquer ......

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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. Thos......

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...Telephones are melting minds, digital waves are cooking brains. Facebook is our judge and jury. An old man is eating ice cream cones, one after an another. He is sniffing little girls hair un......

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...From paper bags to plastic bags From manual cars to automatic cars From telephones to handphones But in the political world The world stays stagnant For just a split second The youngsters who......

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...A Party Line Not a party line like the wild winding party line of congas dancing one-......

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...At last I was a fruitful writer, and my new novel was selling well, Like the stars of a moonlit evening, putting lovers under a spell. I had ever loved self expression, the power and beauty of wo......

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...telephones used to be fat and bulky chunky with short cords attached to walls people could listen in on party lines learning more than they ever needed to know I miss the good ole days When I ......

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...I miss the electric hum of a landline. Some long nights I could hear it listening to itself as if plugged into several minds all at once. It was sound without daylight, night echo’s that lingered......

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...Love Weighs Souls, Says Both Hearts And God Above They say that the human soul has no weight They that have not felt heavy hand of fate Shouting man is born but a fleshly shell And there is no ......

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...When James Bond had Pussy Galore Moneypenny slammed shut the door MI's telephones Broadcast Pussy's moans Touting British esprit de corps!......

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...We awakened to rhythms of beating drums Shouting cadences through a low rising river fog Young men talking to friends in distant villages On the only telephones they have. We marveled at their ......

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...We came walking blind bends at dusk, An overhanging fig picked fresh. No pavements, just a nervous trust that drivers would skirt our single line. Hugging the roadside with torches lit, Pho......

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...The hovering heavy clouds of a Monday, Where behind tight windows Those who once were a part of God’s world Wander hidden away from others. Where once more they wash and rewash and clean, And f......

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