Monday, February 20, 2012

State of Mind

image: epic mahoney
Offered by Tess Kincaid for Magpie Tale 105














I wish I could find
a booth to step into,
a receiver to touch-
to hold;
hear the voice,
feel a jolt of neon
to flash away the gray.

But they’re gone-
or stand forlorn
on cracked tar lots
not far from pulsing pumps.
Glass boxes
smeared with graffiti
done in high colors.

Wires are hanging;
loose ends
longing for connection,
hoping for strobe lights,
dance tunes,
a bit of madness
‘til dark descends.

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19 comments:

  1. Nostalgia for phone booths? They are disappearing!

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  2. Yep, the landscape of our lives keeps changing, doesn't it?

    =)

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  3. nice...sadly they have become relics of days gone by...i still like to see them as i am out...sad a but at the empty ended dangling wire and graffitied glad...

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    1. good to see you tonight @dversepoets...smiles.

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  4. I cannot recall the last time I saw a phone booth .. I wish right along with you.

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  5. Hi Ann-- I'm more than a little late getting back to you-- sorry! I found this a difficult prompt but you ably take the challenge. A lovely job of portraying this cultural artifact; how on earth do we recycle these..xxxj

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  6. I can't remember the last time I saw one..... Nice write, Ann.

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  7. Ou sont les phone booths d'antan?

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  8. Touching and smart response. I like this very much.

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  9. Well I did read somewhere that old phone booths are being used for book exchanges. I thought that was cute.

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  10. Lovely requiem for the phone box/booth.

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  11. I'm so glad we still have two red phone boxes where I live - living history!

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  12. Such a well written wistful piece.

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  13. indeed well written...nicely done and thanks for sharing this

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  14. "loose ends/longing for connection"... that says so much about the world we live in.
    I haven't seen a phone booth in a long time! Very well done.

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  15. Oh, the sad fate of phone booths. Poignant description!

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  16. I did see a phone box today! They're not all dead yet!

    Well written!

    Anna :o]

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  17. Wonderful poem Ann - it took me immediately to my recent visit to London where I noticed two partly vandalised phone boxes and found myself reflecting on the change they represented.

    Love the 'longing for a connection' - it does as Wayside word garden says - 'say so much about the world we live in.'

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