Text Poems - Poems about Text

Cell Phones

These hand sized gadgets is something we use to communicate 
We use these devices to relate good news that can't wait
We take pictures and create memories of our experiences 
Also to record a conversation or video  criminal offenses
Many addictions have been created as technology evolves
Different social medias and games to keep everyone involved 
One

Text

To meet converse
give me a ring
hmu
perchance communicate
'twould be a fine thing
if it were so
but no
wtf
lower case letters and emojis
are the way of the day
mostly with nothing much to say
smh
no wonder the globe is warming
with all the power used and abused
omg
but what did they find
to fill their tiny minds
lol
before they owned
their so-called smart phone
idk

i text dead people for advice

i text dead people for advice.
not because they answer—
they don’t—
but because they never interrupt.
i tell my grandfather
about the boy who left mid-winter
and how my ribcage still
clicks shut like a locket
when someone new gets close.
he was buried in silk,
but i like to imagine
he’d wear combat boots now
and tell me to run before love
swallowed me whole.
i ask

The Body of the Text

I said just breathe in, uncompress your lungs—
re-tongue a kindness
in through mouth—now, hold your death.
Pen's pulses, still, stand witness.

I Sent The Text: An Epilogue

messages sent and unsent
confessions told and untold
heartbroken- and hearts we both broke

your memories linger around like a ghost
I still see your shadows at my door
scores settled and unsettled, you don't matter anymore

pierce through my heart or stab my back
the tattoos have already been scrubbed off
now you don't beat my drums anymore

Text sent to granddaughter

 I heard your exciting news today
A brand new baby  on the way
Congratulations to you and your man
I’m so delighted to be a great gran
Your mum is happy, she waited a while
And ecstatic dad has a permanent smile
But remember my dear this is not a toy
It’s real live baby, girl or boy.
Have you thought

do not text and drive

Foolhardy sixteen-year-old driver Jay
Risked his life to show off for a friend
Felt invincible every single given day
Until his life came to a crashing end

Sometimes

Sometimes, 
We have time but sometimes we do not
Sometimes, 
We reach out but sometimes we do not
Sometimes, 
We wake up to that text but sometimes we do not
Sometimes, 
We have a friend but sometimes we do not
Sometimes, 
We smile and laugh but sometimes we do not
Sometimes, 
We have welcome home but sometimes we do not
Sometimes,

Texted Tanka

A texted Tanka

we h#ve mucx to lay
textins is two limited
it is balter if
we p2e pen to pazer and
cor4espmd with0ut er7ors

we have much to say
texting is too limited
it is better if
we put pen to paper and
correspond without errors

Untitled

texting, emailing
facebook, chat, tiktok, tweet, x
letter writing lost

Query for Deary

One kiss and I fall like
A green leaf on the bed
Your lullaby lips 
Go to my head 
I find my body tingles
At just the thought of 
Any kind of interaction with you
Real or imagined
So much so I wonder if it 
Will be harder to deal with reality
Should we ever meet
Than it is to live in

You don't text anymore

You don't text me anymore.

I don't blame you.

I gave you my number, but didn't save yours too.



You didn't wish me a happy New Year.

No fault of yours; I hold no fear.

I waited for a text, but stared at the blue,

Wondering why, but knowing what to do.



You don't text me anymore.

It's something I can't get out

Unsent text

Unsent text
I want so much to knock on the door to your happiness and ask if I can love you too. 
Selfishly I want to share what was never mine
How can I ask for forgiveness for wanting to be loved in the way that I can’t 
A beautiful cliche of the human experience 
I am

Text

A cloudy nightfall of gentle ambiance
The moonlight lacking its tingle and radiance
My phone lit up with a tone that I heard
The text that began to change my world

I sent my greeting with timid disposal
The clock stood frozen, a perfect interval
My flame was fading but you fired your reply
It filled me with wonder that soared to

Text-ing

Eyes obstructed, where miles go 
So important, who we kill intentionally 
Even ourselves, risk to injury 
To death do we die desire 
In our own mind silent misery 
Living a life we take, if not our own 
Text-ing, a straight neck deadly society 

They drive and text, walk and text 
Even on a call and

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