Tv Poems - Poems about Tv

Reincarnated in my next life, a meteorologist I want to be with scientific paraphernalia at hand and land the weatherman's job on TV. Where I can lie without restraint, never apologise for rain and cloudy skies, or for what it is when it ain't sunny with a bright sunrise which is what I promised the night before. I can be completely wrong more...

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Which ones are my favorites? Who can say? It changes hour by hour, day by day Bert and Ernie have a banter so fine But Oscar is adorable in his garbage grime. Count Dracula and Cookie Monster are both a fave. I would have a difficult time choosing which one to save. Miss Piggy is outrageous, such a handful for Kermit...

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TV commercials interest me now I can watch the same one nine times in a row And still not know what they are selling Is it my age? My eyesight? My hearing? Or are commercial writers really bad now?...

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Hyperbole hubris Venal penal Avarice abyss Bucolic tonic? Ironic…sardonic Or Vitriolic bliss mate! Mendacious salacious Algorithm schism Audacious outrageous Vicarious or nefarious Whatever geography Clever hagiography Moderate.. no berate Generate..venerate hate Casting various sordid spells Schadenfreude morbid void Everlasting..well..it sells well (swell) But Despotism urges Nepotism Surges of Plutocracy Merges with scourges of Kleptocracy Purges meritocracy...dirges of Democracy So Resist narcissists trysts Reminisces.. enlighten..persists Sagacious benevolent gracious times Redolent without malicious vicious Murky mucky malevolent mists...

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She smelled like ozone and old commercials— the kind with jingles you didn’t know you remembered until your mouth sang along. Plop, plop, fizz, fizz, oh what a weird thing she is. She stepped from the screen once the static gave out, a figure shaped from tone bars and missing episodes and sort of resembled Barbara Stanwyck. Maybe she used to be a transmission and maybe she still is. When she moved, I...

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Marshall Dillon in Gunsmoke Clint Eastwood as Rowdy Yates in Rawhide Paladin Have Gun will Travel John Wayne in bunches of westerns the pattern was easy.... The cowboys always win Hero wears a light hat Villain is stuck with black hat Indians never win TV in the 60’s gave me new terms Dance hall girl, sage brush, wagon train I reminisce about the wild west I...

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Night is pending. Not even the most anxious can avoid time. Day after day I dread the the death of nothing that the night spawns. The TV becomes my best friend~ a window of light in the abyss. Old TV shows are brighter than the new. Tonight I choose The Andy Griffith Show. I put my earphones in, and turn the volume down (on the off chance sleep embraces me) and I...

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We are here sorrowfully happy We are here crying and smiling We are Rich only on TV We are Rich only on newspapers. Where are they says the leaders Give them the remnants to eat They deserves a natural glass of wine And something to take as protein. We are here living happily happy With our swollen faces smiling Lest we appear wretched on TV Wearing...

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A bulky box, a cathode ray's soft glow, The analog TV in a gentle fading show. Its rabbit ears, a hopeful, awkward plea, To catch a signal wild and wandering free. The snowy static, a familiar haze, Before an image flickered through the maze. Adjusting knobs with patient turning hand, To find a picture clear across...

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What goes on in your mind, When you sit absent in front of the tv— Staring at it. Waiting for it to turn on— Do you wonder how it works? What remote is needed? Or are you so far gone, You don’t notice that nothing is playing. The sounds are already playing in your memories, As they fade away and— Fall into obscurity, You sound...

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These are the toys you will need this year It is 1959; my tv is near Saturday morning, we’re watching cartoons We all need perry puppet made of balloons Mothers pick up their phones to order one They are sold out, Christmas will not be so fun Commercials convinced us kids in fifty-nine Bending each eager innocent gullible mind Commercials continue to work...

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I rarely see a ghastly sight said Lee Nothing grisly or gruesome except on TV I watch homicides all day and night long What murderers do to bodies, is usually wrong. Why don’t you watch uplifting shows? Mama said They don’t interest me or excite my head. Liking the macabre seemed weird to her. Especially since Lee used to be pacifist-pure. I’m still...

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I rose through the ranks ready to rumble Panama is ours! I yelled into a jumble Are you delirious asked a mob of thirty-three? Guess I am for I just had my Fox News lobotomy....

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Some people easily eradicate their past When I hear of it, it makes me gasp How can you never see a son or daughter? Sometimes six thousand miles away across deep water. TV happily-ever-after reunion stories seem farfetched to me Unbelievable amounts of forgiveness on TV...

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Out of curiosity I put this question to my aging mom and dad: Before television, radio, the Internet, what did you do to avoid boredom and depression? Baffled, they looked at each other for the longest time but couldn’t remember. So I turned to my siblings for an answer – all twenty-four. ...

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