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Spring 2003 Poetry Competition Second Prize

The Cell Phone

by Maureen Cate

Email: Maureen.Cate@btinternet.com

It became intrinsic to her life

Her lifeline. Her connection

To the man who has a wife.

 

A silver key to thoughts and dreams.

She cannot be without,

She takes it everywhere with her

In case he reaches out.

The days of dark imaginings

Text messages revive

And when she gets a real call

His voice brings her alive.

She carries it from room to room

And just outside the shower,

In multimedia mode one day,

He sent a single flower.

In the lonely wakeful nights

It lies, within her sight

And instead of his quiet breathing,

Silence rules the night.

 

It became intrinsic to her life

Her lifeline. Her connection

To the man who has a wife.

 

Then, suddenly, no messages.

His battery was flat.

Predictable. Inevitable.

That, my dear, was thatů

 

©2003 Maureen Cate

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