Top 100 Poems About: TELEVISION
Top 100 Poems on / about
- carpe diem
Buffalo Bill opens a pawn shop on the reservation
right across the border from the liquor store
and he stays open 24 hours a day,7 days a week read more »Sherman Alexie
My friends all know that I am shy,
But the chipmunk is twice and shy and I.
He moves with flickering indecision
Like stripes across the television. read more »Ogden Nash
3.A Bit O' Fun!
(For the girls) - Scene - Bedroom.
Who wants hot-rocking read more »Fay Slimm
4.Little Black Box Called Television!
I watch it
Morning, day and night
The plasma screens are quite a sight
Soap Operas, Reality Shows, Movies read more »Sylvia Chidi
5.Applauding A Boo
Vegetables on the chopping board
Inaugurate a television recital..
I chop chop
Recital going on read more »Indira Renganathan
6.- Me Telly's On The Blink: : Humour
Hello Bob, it's Archie, me telly's on the blink
Without me telly on it's even hard for me to think
I watch it of an evening snuggled up beneath me doona
Can you come round. Not later, I'd rather it were sooner read more »Alessandra Liverani
7.- We Didn'T! : : Humour
They've been to the moon and back six times, no less
Got dropped off and picked up, I was impressed
For many years, I never questioned this outstanding feat
Didn't even know others thought there had been a deceit read more »Alessandra Liverani
8.A Guiding Light Is No More
After 72 years from radio to the dawn of television,
Before yours truly graced the face of this earth,
A soap will have its demise come this fall.
It CBS’s decision, read more »Joe Rosochacki
The family around the table and a silence
so compact no words can break it.
Not even a pigeon swirling through the window read more »Jeffrey McDaniel
10.A Present For The Demon Asmodeus On Halloween
A present for Asmodeus(the prince of demons) on Halloween
A person with a look that’s proud read more »JAMES ROBERTS
Because the past five months
of chicken wings, television,
nostalgia, and stale beer
began splitting the seams of my read more »David Kowalczyk
The silent youth,
Never speaking a word,
Jumping at movements, not sound,
And looking constantly glum, read more »Melissa Coventry