Mobile telephones – poem

Mobile Phones – a midnight rant.
(freeform unedited poetry)


    You tube, you porn, you rot away,
    Facebook, grace took, retina display.
    Google, gag on http and ham soup,
    Twit your brain down into gigabyte gloop

    Text, predictive,
    Shorten bandwidth, broaden hell
    Favourites, email, apps, returned call
    Down will come handsfree (cradle and all)

    Not face to face time.
    Don’t say.
    Whine online.
    No conversation
    Or play.
    And Bookmark.
    Kindle your fire
    (to read in the dark.)

    Tablets and handhelds and wifi and pics.
    Bluetooth and waterproof and camera clicks.
    Headaches and hand aches, rsi and no laughs.
    No bite, no water fights and no framed photographs.

    Just a retinal burn,
    The tired cursor, blinks and waits
    For your last clever blog,
    Your software updates.

    And you’ll sit,
    And you’ll sit,
    And you’ll wait for the beep,
    The sounds of your life
    That resounds in your sleep.

    A concoction of misery, an implosion of home,
    Look down, be ashamed of your mobile phone.


10 thoughts on “Mobile telephones – poem

  1. phantomwriter143 13/06/2014 / 1:34 am

    Oh. My. Gosh. I – just – I – no words. That was amazing! I’m bookmarking this post.

  2. Curlydaz 14/06/2014 / 12:22 am

    Thanks. Not sure where it sputtered from really.

  3. Robyn 14/06/2014 / 7:32 pm

    Thank you for this, I love this style

    • Curlydaz 14/06/2014 / 7:33 pm

      That’s very kind of you. I will think of you next time I behead a gummy bear!

  4. arjuntherajeev 14/06/2014 / 8:02 pm

    That was an amazing poem, sir!
    It was interesting to read. The language was simple as well.
    Good day.

    • Curlydaz 14/06/2014 / 8:05 pm

      Why thank you sir. I’m always better with simple. Have a good one yourself.

  5. Laura Hackett 14/06/2014 / 9:20 pm

    Love the repetition. Fun but also sobering read.

    • Curlydaz 22/06/2014 / 5:29 pm

      Thanks Laura. Thanks Laura. Ha ha

  6. girlseule 17/06/2014 / 3:07 am

    I really liked this poem. We really do just live ‘waiting for the beep’ hey! I like the Facetime not face to face time part too.

    • Curlydaz 17/06/2014 / 6:16 am

      Thanks. Can’t believe I’m replying on my phone. Oh the shame!

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