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Cell Phone Can Predict Weather or Not to Go Home (Haiku)
by Sandy M. Humphreysnubbing me with silent cell
no pride and joy rings
signal cold front this evening
01/26/2010 Author's Note: Usual lunchtime call missing today, mmm someone seems miffed. Barnes and Noble maybe?
Posted on 01/26/2010
Copyright © 2024 Sandy M. Humphrey
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 01/26/10 at 11:22 PM uh oh... :) |
| Posted by Therese Elaine on 01/27/10 at 01:30 AM Oh dear...best find a way to avoid the sudden cold snap!!! *grin* |
| Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 01/27/10 at 02:59 PM Love it. |
| Posted by Glenn Currier on 02/06/10 at 05:45 PM I like the way one could read this poem without having seen the title and come up with a quite different interpretation. In other words, the poem sings and rings in a different voice - e.g. imagine that it was written 19th century. It still works. |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 06/24/10 at 01:05 PM Glad I finally got to read this Sandy. An excellent combination of technology and love, or maybe lost love. A lot of poetic electricity in those three little lines. |
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