Hermit's Confession
So I never go out
but I'm never at home
so that's why I never
answer the phone.
You can believe me.
I'll tell you why.
The caller could be
someone I never
want to see,
someone who never
wants to see me.
Or so we agreed.
The truth can remain
hidden for years
till hung out to dry
in the summer sun
for all to see
like a nuclear plume.
So I never go out
but I'm never at home
so that's why I never
answer the phone.
You can believe me.
I've told you why.
poem by Donal Mahoney
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Had To Phone Ya
Had to phone ya
Had to phone ya just to talk to you
Had to phone ya just to tell ya I was missing you
It lifts my spirits every single time
Sometimes youre busy for awhile
But when you get through
It makes me smile
A-when I phone ya
Californias not so far away
Youre not alone ya know Im only just a dial away
I visualize that youre looking fine
Feels so good when you come on the line
You (you) you (you) you (you) you (you)
You (you) you (you) you (you) you (you)
You (you) you (you) you (you) you (you)
You (you) you (you) you (you)
Come on
Come on and answer the phone
Come on come on
(I hope your home)
Come on and answer the phone
Come on come on
(I hope your home)
Come on and answer the phone
Come on come on
(I hope your home)
Come on and answer the phone
Come on come on
(I hope your home)
Come on and answer the phone
Come on come on
(I hope your home)
Come on and answer the phone
Come on come on
(hello, hey brian!)
(I hope your home)
song performed by by Beach Boys
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A Phone Call
The Phone Call
Phone rings I finally answer, it’s my daughter she wants to come home.
“Where are you ringing from? I ask she doesn’t know. Tell her I have no
home only phone that works in all weather, “I gave you all my money
and I sold my house so you could become a doctor.” But dear dad I’m
a dancer now in a country I don’t know the name of, only that people
talk funny and cry a lot when drunk.” Since we didn’t know where we
are, agree to meet in Tirana but, she doesn’t know when she’ll be there,
I don’t know when I’ll be going there. Dreams of becoming middle class
through my daughter has vanished. Where is Tirana? Anyone?
poem by Oskar Hansen
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Could You Love Me
I need to trust you.
Not rush you,
Into love.
We need to make agendas we keep.
And free ourselves from hook-ups.
I need to trust you.
Not rush you,
Into love.
We need to make agendas we keep.
And free ourselves from hook-ups.
Could you love me...
With feelings riped in meaning?
Could you love me...
Like no one you have known?
Could you love me...
As if you had been dreaming?
Could you love me...
And not answer the phone?
To let me know you're home,
Alone!
Could you love me...
With feelings riped in meaning?
Could you love me...
Like no one you have known?
Could you love me...
As if you had been dreaming?
Could you love me...
And not answer the phone?
To let me know you're home,
Alone!
I need to trust you.
Not rush you,
Into love.
We need to make agendas we keep.
And free ourselves from hook-ups.
So could you love me...
With feelings riped in meaning?
So could you love me...
Like no one you have known?
So could you love me...
As if you had been dreaming?
So could you love me...
And not answer the phone?
To let me know you're home,
Alone!
Could you love me...
I need to trust you.
Not rush you,
Into love.
Could you love me...
Like no one you have known?
And not answer the phone?
To let me know you're home,
Alone!
CouldyaCouldyaCouldyaCouldyaCouldyaCouldy aCouldya
Couldya love me?
And not answer the phone?
To let me know you're home,
Alone!
CouldyaCouldya love me?
And do this to my heart,
Anytime?
Couldya really love me?
And do this to my heart,
Anytime?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Hate My Phone
Have you ever had a phone?
That you couldn’t stand?
If you have, you are not alone.
My phone doesn’t like to follow my command!
My phone hates me!
I hate it!
I would love to throw it in the sea,
But, my life would be gone I have to admit!
I hate my phone!
What can I do?
If only another one I could own.
Another phone I need, but it should be new.
If I get a new phone it will need,
A camera that pictures and video it takes,
Unlimited texting is what we agreed.
I have no time for mistakes!
Also, I would need free long distance,
In case there is someone I want to call that is not where I am,
No, I don’t need any assistance.
For my new phone, all I have to say is DANG!
My new phone will be the envy of everyone,
Everyone will want mine,
To bad that they don’t get it, I’m the only one,
There is no need to whine!
Go Ocean, Go Ocean, Go Ocean!
That’s what they’ll be saying!
I and my phone will be all the rage and commotion!
Everyone will be around me and no, nobody will be playing!
I hate my phone,
I need a new one,
I know I’m not alone,
To have the greatest and newest phone would be fun!
Go Ocean, Go Ocean, Go Ocean! ! ! !
I still hate my phone!
Ha, this poem is long because of a motion!
Ha, I got many problems, luckily I’m not alone!
I Hate My Phone! ! !
poem by Ocean Myranda
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Cockroach
Sitting in the sunshine
Sipping cheap wine on a bed
Salsa in the summer
Some tequila for my head
Just take me home, just take me home (Just take me home)
I love the winter, winter, yeah yeah
Give me a phone, give me a phone (Give me a phone)
The operator
Red eyes in the sunshine
Sipping cheap wine on a bed
Salsa in the summer
Casanovas walk the stretch
Just take me home, just take me home (Just take me home)
I love the winter, winter, yeah yeah
Give me a phone, give me a phone (Give me a phone)
The operator, yeah yeah yeah
Just take me home, just take me home, just take me home
Cockroach, cockroach, cockroach, cockroach...
Sitting in the sunshine
Some tequila for my head
Just take me home, just take me home (Just take me home)
I love the winter, winter, yeah yeah
Give me a phone, give me a phone (Give me a phone)
The operator, yeah yeah yeah
Just take me home, just take me home (Just take me home)
I love the winter, winter, yeah yeah
Give me a phone, give me a phone (Give me a phone)
song performed by by Feeder
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Hung Up On You
While I down Kentucky bourbon
I am waiting for a call
And the moon and stars tonight
Are playing shadows on the wall
With the moon the way it is, dear
Would you answer out of spite
Or are you feeling lonely tonight
Cause I remember last time
We were out under the stars
Driving crooked down the highway
Drinking beer in roadside bars
And now and then I wonder
Why this painful memory
Can never find its way to you from me
And I can't dial the phone just now
Even though I know your number
Can't bring my broken heart to be untrue
Like you did today
You'll say goodbye the same old way
Ever since you hung up on me
I'm hung up on you
Well the house I'm ringing up from
Is a half a mile from you
But with the reception I'm getting
Might as well be Timbuktu
And behind the door of your home
Is a strange and foreign land
Where you speak a language I don't understand
And I can't dial the phone just now
Even though I know your number
Can't bring my broken heart to be untrue
Like you did today
You'll say goodbye the same old way
Ever since you hung up on me
I'm hung up on you
Now I'm going down to Jimmy's bar
Like a thousand other times
With an appetite for poison
And a suitcase full of dimes
And I'll wait there by the payphone
With one hundred other guys
With those sorry hung-up teardrops in our eyes
And I can't dial the phone just now
Even though I know your number
Can't bring my broken heart to be untrue
Like you did today
You'll say goodbye the same old way
Ever since you hung up on me
I'm hung up on
song performed by by Fountains Of Wayne
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Hello Operator
Hello operator
can you give me number nine?
can i see you later?
will you give me back my dime?
turn the oscillator
twist it with a dollar bill
mail man bring the paper
leave it on my window sill
Find a canary
a bird to bring my message home
carry my obituary
my coffin doesnt have a phone
how you gonna get the money?
send papers to an empty home?
how you gonna get the money?
nobody to answer the phone
song performed by by White Stripes
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A Rainbow from My Tears
If a rainbow appeared from my tears
it would lead me straight to you,
for I have loved you so much more
than I ever thought possible.
I don’t know why you went away;
you never told me why,
but I do know that I still love you
and I will until the day I die.
I wish you would answer your phone
and say that you’re okay.
Or are you also hurting deep inside,
and just too proud to say.
Whether you’re feeling regrets or not,
talk to me and let me know,
so that I may try and understand
the reason why you had to go.
We talked a lot about trust and love,
and we lived our life as one.
Perhaps this was the reason why
you decided to move on.
I don’t really want to consider
that you’ve found somebody new,
but if you have, so be it,
they’ll never love you as I do.
Are you refusing to answer your phone
because you need more time?
Or is it because you don’t trust yourself
and that I may change your mind?
poem by Orlando Belo
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Somebody told me to go home
Somebody told me to go home
where is that? ... I replied
'where you sleep' was the answer.
Shoot... that could be anywhere
Somebody said dude... you need to go home
Home is where your heart is
My heart was broken a long time ago
So where is my home
Somebody told me to go home
Home...?
I wouldnt know where that was
if i was sitting in it
Somebody told me to go home
Somebody is a Jerk
I hate Somebody
Somebody always says something to piss me off
Somebody can get the hell away from me.
go home khary go home khary go home khary
where is that
i wish Somebody would tell me where that is
or shut the hell up talkin about it
Somebody has no friends
Somebody is Sad
Somebody is tired
Somebody told me to go home
Where is that Somebody
Home Truth
I hung up the phone tonight
Just as you said I love you
Once this would have been coincidence
Now these things start to bother me
You still close your eyes when I kiss you
And I close mine too
But we didnt open them again
Quite as wide as we should
This is where the home truth ends
This is where the home truth ends
Does your touch feel the same as it should do
Or is it someone quite similar
Who killed me with kindness last night
Now do I look at all familiar?
But none of these things seem to matter
Since weve grown apart
Id put back the pieces of whats shattered
But I dont know where to start
This is where the home truth ends
This is where the home truth ends
This is where the home truth ends
And I feel like a clown
Its tearing me up
Its tearing me down
You say which are the lies that you tell me
Well where do I begin?
So I turn on the tv again
And the world comes crashing in
Is it my shirt or my toothpaste
That is whiter than white?
Is it the lies that I tell you
Or the lies that I might?
This is where the home truth ends
This is where the home truth ends
Chorus
song performed by by Elvis Costello
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CP- To Mader
So one night it was dark and I couldn’t see,
I picked up my phone no one to disagree.
I was in possession of a beautiful phone,
Even though the phone was of a girlie tone.
I started checking my message to find out,
That maybe this isn’t my phone – hmm doubt.
But could this be the phone of my eye candy,
Maybe she could be unmarried and change her name to Sandy.
Hmm the possibilities of the owner of the stolen phone,
Oh goodness maybe I should watch my tone.
I return the untouchable phone back to her,
“I thought it was my phone” I said in transfer.
Oh the purple phone that was like mine,
Oh purple phone oh purple phone I let out a sigh….
poem by Coreena Dejesus
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I Need A Doctor
In the morning
Radio jingles
Drive me mental
Turning my blood into water (yeah)
Hear the shallow -
Conversation
From the station
Sugar cube a generation (yeah!)
But aah would you take me home?
Aah - would you know what to do -
When we got there?
Aah - may I use your phone?
I need my mother!
(so) educate me
Radio ego
I will follow
But what will I find tomorrow (well? )
But aah would you take me home
Aah to the little white hospital -
In my head
Aah - may I use your phone
I need my mother? !
But aah would you take me home
Aah would you know what to do -
When we got there?
Aah - may I use your phone
I need a doctor!
song performed by by Underworld
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Hey You, On The Phone
You,
On the phone...
You can be much more than what I see,
But you wont.
You can be much better than just 'be',
To condone.
But you wont,
And you don't.
But you wont,
And you don't.
But you wont,
And you don't.
Hey you,
On the phone...
You can be much more than what I see,
But you wont.
You can be much better than just 'be',
To condone.
But you wont,
And you don't.
But you wont,
And you don't.
But you wont,
And you don't.
All you want to do is stomp around and rock.
And,
Talk on the phone.
Or text mess. at home.
All you want to do is groan and shock a lot.
And,
Talk on the phone.
Or text mess. at home.
And,
Turn away to turn your back...
On something someone ask you to do.
Yes you do.
But...
You want someone there who just can't get there quicker for you.
Yes you do.
Yes you,
On the phone...
You can be much more than what I see,
But you wont.
You can be much better than just 'be',
To condone.
But you wont,
And you don't.
But you wont,
And you don't.
But you wont,
And you don't.
Hey you,
On the phone...
You can be much more than what I see,
But you wont.
You can be much better than just 'be',
To condone.
But you wont,
And you don't.
But you wont,
And you don't.
But you wont,
And you don't.
Hey you,
On the phone...
You can do much better.
Hey you,
On the phone...
You can do much better.
Hey you,
On the phone...
You can do much better.
But you wont,
And you don't.
But you wont,
And you don't.
But you wont,
And you don't.
AND YOU WONT!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Confusion The Waitress
She said you can do anything you want.
She said you can be with anyone.
She said you can go anywhere you want
She said.
She said you can say anything you need.
She said you can be anywhere you feel.
She said just pick up the phone.
(confusion the waitress.)
She said dont go dark on me again.
She said.
She said the silence in the silence
I see you my confidence
She said.
She said loophole how are you.
She said oh no once again the superstar.
She said he loves you but can you name me his children.
She said oh the God you lost again.
She said the colour of your boyfriend.
She said get out of bed. answer the phone.
She said in the belly of st pauls again.
She said goodyear rubber man.
She said Im smiling with the sun.
She said two years is a small price.
She said loophole. how are you.
She said once again the superstar.
She said look at the size of it.
She said.
She said you can do anything you want.
She said you can be with anyone.
She said you can go anywhere you want
She said.
She said you can say anything you need.
She said you can be anywhere you feel.
She said just pick up the phone.
song performed by by Underworld
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The 'Poem A Day' Project - Day 16
I’ve lost my mobile phone
I’m feeling all alone
I can’t connect with my friends out there
I’ve lost my mobile phone
I’ve lost my mobile phone
I miss its ringing tone
I’ve searched for it everywhere
I’ve lost my mobile phone
I’ve lost my mobile phone
And now I cannot roam
I must stay near in case it rings
I’ve lost my mobile phone
I’ve lost my mobile phone
I do not wish to moan
It has numbers, dates and all kinds of things
I’ve lost my mobile phone
I’ve lost my mobile phone
And now I guess I’m prone
To wander like a lost zombie
I’ve lost my mobile phone
I’ve lost my mobile phone
I’ve no mind of my own
Without it there to organise me
I’ve lost my mobile phone
poem by Flying Lemming
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No
Everyone wants a part of you
no matter whom you are
and most want your money.
They plague you with emails, telephone calls
or persistently knock on your door.
The more you say no,
the more they persist anyway
until you get rude and send them on their way.
Some churches send out callers
saying they’ll show you to the light.
I just tell them I’m a Preacher, I have my own church
and that gets rid of them.
I am not lying; I am a pretend Preacher with my own church.
Then comes the charities
wanting you to give money
for this and that.
My answer is always no
and tell them to see the government
as they have more of my money
than I ever get to see.
Up comes the utilities electric and gas,
on the door or on the telephone
about changing your supplier.
They always call when you’re in the middle
of doing something important.
I tell them no,
as I’m happy with my lot.
Next comes the man
with new windows, conservatory or porch.
They do not get much joy from me.
Nor do those who are trying to sell me
the newest gadget ridden phone.
If your wits are not about you,
you could end up with a half dozen of them.
Why don’t they all go to blazes
and just leave me alone.
After a days work I just want to relax
in my home sweet home.
Not get up every five minutes
to answer the door or the telephone.
This my time and I want it peaceful and quiet.
If there are any door-to-door beggars reading this,
stay away from my door,
as I don’t want anything you have to offer.
Hawkers of any kind just stay away
and leave my sanity alone.
If you phone me, I will politely tell you where to go
and when you get there,
I hope the Devil jabs you with his trident,
then my message will come through loud and clear.
My answer is NO.
23 September 2009
poem by David Harris
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Leave Your Phone At Home
Sometimes it’s better to leave
your phone at home,
You don’t have to answer,
people leave you alone.
Now, it’s St. Patty’s Day,
everyone’s Green and very Gay,
wishing in a most happy way,
to have fun by the ton
which is better then O.K.
Now, leaving my phone
at home made my
night even better,
No calls, anD no
St. Patty’s Day letters.
Except I see
tons of missed calls
from caretaker Sherry,
who would rather be merry.
Those calls I’m glad I missed,
those calls where about Cockroach,
who I am pissed.
Now, can’t you get
a life even on a holiday?
Leave alone
Suzae Chevalier?
No you can’t
so you make Sherry pay.
Don’t you think she has
better things to do?
Then play mommy
for you?
Now, you look
like a fool.
Written by Christina Sunrise on Feb.18,2011
poem by Christina Sunrise
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Always answer the phone when your husband/wife is calling and, when possible, try to keep your phone off when you’re together with your spouse.
Dave Willis in The Seven Laws of Love: Essential Principles for Building Stronger Relationships
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Always answer the phone when your husband/wife is calling and, when possible, try to keep your phone off when you’re together with your spouse.
Dave Willis in The Seven Laws of Love: Essential Principles for Building Stronger Relationships
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Answered Prayer
Every problem has solutions
Look inside your heart, see what you might find
You can draw your own conclusions
Theres summer in your soul, winter in your mind
I love, I love, I love you
I need, I need, I need you there
I love, I love, I love you
Let me be your answered prayer
(answer my, answer my, answer my prayer)
Answered prayer
(answer my, answer my, answer my prayer)
Dont cry, tears dry
Answered prayer
(answer my, answer my, answer my prayer)
Unhappy for a long time
A subtle shade of blue, indigo, thats you
You say that loves so hard to find
It just eluded you, Ive been eluded, too
I love, I love, I love, I love you
I need, I need, I need you there
Ive got to, got to, got to have you
Let me be your answered prayer
(answer my, answer my, answer my prayer)
Answered prayer
(answer my, answer my, answer my prayer)
Dont cry, tears dry
Answered prayer
(answer my, answer my, answer my prayer)
Dont cry, tears dry
(answer my, answer my, answer my prayer)
Open up your mind, open up your heart
Unlock your dreams, unchain desire
Open up your arms, open up your eyes
Answer my prayer
Truth be told, word to the wise
Open your heart, babe, open your eyes
Unlock your dreams, unchain desire
Answer my prayer, answer my prayer
Answer my prayer
Prayer
(answer my, answer my, answer my prayer)
All I want you to do, all I want to do
Is to answer my prayer, answer baby
(answer my, answer my, answer my prayer)
Dont cry
Now give me answer, give me an answer, give me an answer
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh yeah
song performed by by Abc
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