Typewriter Poems - Poems about Typewriter

...I wanted to build a skylight in my place. My friends thought it was spurious. So I went and built it anyway. Now the neighbors above me are furious. I got a dog a few months ago, but he doesn'......Read the rest...

...You can walk right into this image. Stand there near the typewriter if you like. Edward Hopper has allowed plenty of room. Although he has filled the space very well, As it is a small of......Read the rest...

...Forgive the forgotten I received the post from someone anonymous a video, not knowing who had sent it, I put the video in a drawer where it languished for years Yesterday, when clearing up the......Read the rest...

...Antonio Lobo Antunes Writes a chronicle, which he claims is about Nothing that, for us, ( Nothing ) encompasses a mountain of words reflecting the need of the needs ofman Antonio protested again......Read the rest...

...A remarkable suicide Johan Borgen had an elegant pen and a charming story near his typewriter, but he was also a serious writer who deeply plowed furrow in the landscape of the mind His master......Read the rest...

... What’s The Big Deal? Miracle Man October 20, 2023 Because with new fangle gadgets I’m out of touch, so It takes me twice as long to do half as much. Young sprouts think I’m a used up......Read the rest...

...But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self-control. The law is not against such things. Galatians 5:22-23 I BEAT UP THE SUN......Read the rest...

...A former life. I am there, a sort of poet in 1920. My typewriter speaks a thousand words of English, if you peck at it with a thousand fingers. I need help. I have hired a woman, a lady fr......Read the rest...

...An old manual typewriter sits on a hill of dust. Is that hunched ghost your wordless self? Does that self with its thick fingers still hammer out a silence, upon a borderless page, one ......Read the rest...

...goodbye" would satisfy my "appetite." A morsel on the path to "winter's endless night." "Maybe" the "earth meets firmament" on the brink. A "snow globe refreshment" will be my last drink. The "typewriter" points "westward," and there it shines, "clinging to (these last) undulating lines." 9-25-2023......Read the rest...

...Been regarded as clumsy For most of my long life, An existence where accidents Seemed more than usually rife. The despair of the Drill Pig Who, refusing to accept defeat Finally instilled some ......Read the rest...

...The typewriter, each key its purpose met. The author’s score from mind to fingertips. Illumination of her breath and sweat. The musical is moving hearts and lips. She climbs into the dark place......Read the rest...

...Poetry should be easy to read you don’t have to make it all frilly No need to be filled with fancy words whether you’re serious or silly You can talk about a snowy day the hard pouring rain or......Read the rest...

...In Yorkshire, a bit of bacon-butty in a greasy cafe - could have had blood sausage. My breaches are squeaking, mice are leaving deposits. Somehow a few do applaud my slippery tongue. Beer i......Read the rest...

...Once more she downloads herself from a long defunct floppy disk Her words are even older they are typed by a manual typewriter under an antiquated ceiling fan she tries to explain the i......Read the rest...