Poetry Day #17

 Our prompt today was to write a poem about a forgotten piece of technology.

 HAIKU

I have been bossy

From the beginning of time

Was it obvious?

Phoning for Help

It is one of my earliest and most favorite memories

Arriving at my grandparent’s home and settling in

Granny never batted an eye

She would unplug a phone from the wall

Handing over a phonebook

They had multiple phones

It was over the top

There were rotary dials and push buttons

Trim line and square and wall mounted

In red, avocado green, beige and yellow

Rotary dials were by far my favorite

I would flip open the yellow pages

And start dialing

Calling every business I could

Trying in vain

To find my husband a job

Explaining that he only spoke Spanish

And his name was Goofy