Today’s prompt comes from Amanda Laughtland.
Here’s Amanda’s prompt: Write a text message poem. Compose a poem in several short sections inspired by the compression of text messages. The poem might have one speaker or many speakers.
Robert’s attempt at a text message poem:
“Don’t text and drive”
I’m here. Where are you?
By here, I mean Taco Bell.
Helllllooooo?!?!?
I’m ordering. Without you.
Seriously. Where are you?
It’s been like 5 minutes, man. C’mon.
Oh wait. I see you pulling up.
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Thank you, Amanda, for the prompt! Click here to learn more about Amanda Laughtland.
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Make a Name for Yourself!
txt pom
by jls
slw dwn
ur pstn 2 fst
cell cnt kep up wth ur mdrn day qill
rotflmao
pco
© 2012 by Juanita Lewison-Snyder
(literal translation: text poem / by juanita lewison-snyder / slow down / you’re posting 2 fast / cell can’t keep up / with your modern day quill / rolling on the floor laughing my ass off / peace out)
these are hilarious! and sadly I’ve recieved some of these texts that seem to be from students. LOL
I love this challenge. There are so many things about text messages that can be turned into poetry. I couldn’t just write one! See all of my poetry at http://marchthirtyone.wordpress.com
Poem #1: celebrity text haiku
celebrities die
we send a text to update
do the same for life
Poem #2: texting while meeting
its become
common practice
to keep phones on tables
during meetings
no longer
deemed as rude
we treat every moment as urgent
so that we can’t even
sit through meetings
or other routines of our day
without checking for messages
so that just in case we miss something
we can’t use the excuse
that “I was in a meeting”
Poem #3: Bill Collector Text
“this is a friendly reminder that your bill is past due”
“I don’t have a payment for you this month – other unexpected expenses”
“we will need a payment today”
“well, do what you have to do – today is not happening”
c) Kellea Tibbs and march thirty one, 2012. All Rights Reserved. Unauthorized use and/or duplication of original march thirty one material without express and written permission from the author and/or owner is strictly prohibited.
My very lame attempt at a text poem –
Where R U
R U close
Soon is our D8
U R gonna be L8
TEX ING
U R crazy
On top of my
cellphone clapping
Get off phone
Made me
buy a phone
for this … poem
U R crazy
On cellphone
dancing
Stop No
dancing OMG you
ruin fun
U R crazy
Cellphone in
pond LOL
Travel
What?
Are you off the ship yet?
Did they find your big suitcase?
Where did you get new instruments?
Which country kept the synthesizer?
How corrupt and lame can they be?
Did you have to pay to get them back?
I’m sorry.
departing year
missing
u
Stop at the grocery
Please
And pick up some soup
I don’t have
a spoon
Stop being so literal
You silly buffoon
Say that again
Like you mean it
And I will buy some milk
Are you at the pub again
Or is autocorrect
Slurring your texts?
Correct,
I mean automatically
You are correct
Just come home
well go to
buggering your mother
Who were you texting
about buggering
my mother?
Juest come home
We’ll talk over and out
WIth a nice roasted duck.
I love you
And that’s no lie
Down with her tonight.
Jesus be praised
Did you just confess
Your sinister intentions?
My battery is dying
to meet you.
Crap!
Text/Procrastinate
* did u call ben?
No not yet i will
* did u go 2 drycleaners?
Not yet going to
* did u do laundry?
No on 2 do list
* did u make dr appt?
Not yet
* did u schedule painter?
No
* did u pay bills?
No
* did you do anything?
No well wrote a poem
Fun!!
http://wordrustling.wordpress.com/2012/11/06/day-five-text-message-poem-a-haiku/
visit me at http://drpkp.com for version with different fonts etc.
Mother and Son Nonunion
Heard the weather – supposed to be bad
~
Wtchng gm
~
Please come home. I’m getting nervous.
~
OMG! u r nuts
~
The wind is blowing
the big tree in the front of the house
~
u r fine – chill – 2min wrng
~
I hear something weird creaking – the waves look really high on the boardwalk
~
Maaaaaa!!!! Will b hm – I am 15!!! Srf lks rad – tkng lk
~
Ma?
~
Ma?
-
Ma?!!!!
Metro Muddles
Hi.
I am still on platform.
Delays again on orange line.
Third train to arrive full.
Here I stand poetryless again.
Now 4 – still on platform.
On train.
Hello are you there?
HELLO BACK STILL AT WORK
Now at claredon see you in 45.
Where you want to eat.
OPEN
Open back but no spicy
K SEE YOU 6:30
Where?
OH PLEASEE
He he – open?
In search of a place
Chkd out room near metro. Ugh.
The house.
The Room.
The stench.
Text me if you can.
Ugh back hope you hve btter luck.
What areas should I check?
Near work.
Don’t sweat small things.
Take deep breath.
Write.
(keep all poetry)
All else can be replaced.
IM – Instant Message
(Day 5)
You sent me a text
asking, ‘how are you?
and I replied with the usual
‘I’m good too.’
‘Sorry I lied but it’s
‘easy to do,
when you can’t see me,
and I can’t see you.’
‘Maybe, one day we
will find the time,
to meet somewhere close
and perhaps we will find.’
‘It’s great to be texting
but nothing compares
to finding you near me
longing to share –
HAK – hugs and kisses’
they work you see
please no more texting
for you or me/.
Sorry I’m late, this one was tough for me.
A Txt 4 U
A txt 4 u, 2 say ilu.
Where u r, 404.
Ne-wayz, t@yl
Gnsd
Ylh,
4eae
Translates to:
A text for you, to say I love you.
Where you are, I haven’t a clue.
Anyways, talk at you later,
Good night, sweet dreams,
Your Loving Husband,
For ever and ever.
Not That I Text
Not that I text
but if I did
I’d use whole words
spelled in English
not jibberish
Not that I understand
the symbols so cryptic
as if a language so vague
was real to begin with
Sure it’s a language
all it’s own
but one I prefer
not to hone
Perhaps it’s because
I went to school
before most teens today
even entered the world
Or maybe it’s due
to the fact of attention
to details of spelling,
grammar, and intention.
Context
I don’t text a lot
and take a dim view
of those who do .
Many times I’ve had
to honk at the driver
in front of me
at the red light
who’s too busy texting
to notice it’s changed
to green.
My teacher friends
tell me kids are starting
to turn in their papers
written In text-speak.
Whatever happened
to spelling, grammar,
and punctuation?
It’s an epidemic
everywhere I go –
the office, the store,
the doctor’s office –
everyone’s thumbs
working furiously,
oblivious to everything
around them.
And yet it has
a saving grace –
like after the last storm,
one of the worst ever,
sweeping away homes,
disrupting millions
of lives.
In the aftermath,
few things have been
more valuable than
those two texted words –
I’m OK.
Digital Love
By: Meena Rose
I <3 u, bay-b hey luv, <3 u2
4ever nd ever? longer dan ever :*
wanna no bout Lyf? tell mii
Lyf iz gud wid u cu@8 GTG boss iz here
grrr…. it messed up the formatting…
Digital Love
By: Meena Rose
I <3 u, bay-b
hey luv, <3 u2
4ever nd ever?
longer dan ever :*
wanna no bout Lyf?
tell mii
Lyf iz gud wid u
cu@8 GTG boss iz here
TXT TANKA
G. Smith
——————————————————–
What r u doing?
- – - – -
Heading home-need me to stop?
- – - – - – -
Please – get milk & bread.
- – - – -
Milk & bread- anything elsel?
- – - – - – -
Drive safe-stop txting-love u.
- – - – - – -
Sorry… looks like the Spell Czech wasn’t Czecking my spelling…
g
—————————–
TXT TANKA
G. Smith
——————————————————–
What r u doing?
- – - – -
Heading home-need me to stop?
- – - – - – -
Please – get milk & bread.
- – - – - -
Milk & bread- anything else?
- – - – - – -
Drive safe-stop txting-love u.
- – - – - – -
Day 5
Prompt: Text poem
Texting My Daughter
I can’t believe it.
It’s a girl?!
How can they tell from this pic?
I’m so excited that I’m gonna
be a grandma. And now we know
it’s a girl.
I can start buying tiny girly things.
Tell him, he’ll get over it.
She’ll have him wrapped around
her little heart.
You’ll be a great mom.
Alphabet Soup
ITTUTL, BAICUWWAS.
TWSPIWTSLMTDT.
IGTMYCMTSAYW.
TTYT.
Translation
I tried to understand text lingo, but all I came up with was alphabet soup.
There were some phrases in which the same letter meant three different things.
I guess that means you can make this say anything you want.
Talk to you tomorrow.
I KNEW it! LOL!
Text?
My students asks if I text -
With some shame, I explain-
texting is like another language!
They laugh – LOL
RUK? they say.
No…honest I don’t get it!
Like winners of a lottery,
they smile
A small triumph over
their teacher!
WK! They could be
the teacher, too.
Second attempt at this prompt…it was a real challenge, since a. I don’t text and b. I don’t text. LOL
Fun, though, trying to write something. Thanks, Amanda, for the challenge.
Each morning my wife & I were apart, as she cared for her elderly parents, I would send her a text early in the morning to wake her, just before I left for work. Due to the two time-zone distance between us, I would text instead of call, so we would not wake her parents. I copied several into a journal and this is a sample of one;
Good morning my sleeping beauty
To be next to you would be bliss
Soon very soon may I wake you with a kiss
And whisper in your ear and tell you this
I love you more
now than before
Beautiful! And even more poignant since it’s for real!!
Awwwww how sweet are you? Or should I say “hw sweet r u?”
This was a challenge for me, because I don’t text… but that is what imagination is for… http://hopefuljo.wordpress.com/2012/11/05/365-creativity-project-day-301/
Circuits
but i was not there.
were u? (My phone
in my pocket,
scrolling, scrolling,
telling lies
I couldn’t tell yet.)
couldnt tell anything
couldnt see anything
didnt hear u bc
of 2 many circuits,
all coming 2 life,
all at same time.
where were u
when i was not,
or were u?
BYTM
Me: Otwh, wut4din?
Sis: Idk, not in kchn
Me: go ?
Sis: ugh, brb
Me: …
Me: hi mom wut4din?
Mom: Hi corn feet rashh
Me: lol huh?
Mom: omg, corn beef hash!
Me: ha! my fav k sys — x12
Me: oops snt M twt
Sis: IKS! Dins dun. Btw ur in trbl! ha! BYTM
oops..didn’t post right
BYTM
Me: Otwh, wut4din?
Sis: Idk, not in kchn
Me: go ?
Sis: ugh, brb
Me: …
Me: hi mom wut4din?
Mom: Hi corn feet rashh
Me: lol huh?
Mom: omg, corn beef hash!
Me: ha! my fav k sys — x12
Me: oops snt M twt
Sis: IKS! Dins dun. Btw ur in trbl! ha! BYTM
I M L8
I not no u wur comin
I not no u wur either
TEXTING – a haiku
Tumbling letter blocks
Lined up in rows on the smart phone
Dumb down the reader.
Good one!!
Lol
Hey what ya mean?
ur the best man i eva cene
let me know
wha you tink uf me?
quick oh quick
let ih b
Wish i told ya
all da time
would i b writing dis rhyme?
mayb ye ur so fine
Lol wha am i ta do?
wishing ih was me nd u
starry eyed
blushing cheeks
lol i melt when ya speaks
Lol oh how
u turn me on
leaving my heart
oh so warm lol
EZ
Hearing from you,
no matter the item,
way better for me
than LQTM.
Whatever your thoughts,
share them with me,
in person, by text,
2G2BT.
Can’t say it in person,
I beg you, be mine,
too hard to say it
out loud, but 459.
We’ll share our plans,
see what we’ll see,
maybe some fun,
perhaps BTD.
I’m signing off now,
lest I get sappy,
but keep it in mind,
DWBH.
If only some were easier for those with hardwired brains to decode. I’m with those who use real words and not code. Even vanity plates are beyond me most days. Txt msg are just another form of speed writing that took flight in ’70′s. Coming around again with another generation. I text rarely when absolutely needed, so this is like to be how it went that first few times.
Ready? It’s not so scary. Really.
i know nothing
i feel stupid and old
i dont know where punct marks are
At sentence nd.
dont be smart
on phone idiot
Did you read instr?
none with phone
Play w/it or ask ur son.
It’s easy.
i hate this next thing you
know well be wearing
these on our wrists
Um, some peeps do now.
thats it I wont do this
Txt Msg
r u almost here???
i cant w8 2 c u!!
just sent u pic
(4 yo eyez only)
get it yet?
:\
now?
that’s w8-ing 4 u
so u like that?
hello?
hello?
r u ok?
LOL!!
Middle-aged woman walks down the street.
Strangers run into her, heads down, texting away.
“Excuse you! Can’t you look where you’re going???”
Blank stares meet her glare.
Mutters to herself: “Why can’t folks use the phone or write a letter anymore?”
Bumps into something on the ground… trips…
“Dangit! Another brain…”
A sibling exchange
LOL
y u laughin’?
i ain’ laughin’
LOL?
i’m juss sendin’ LOTS OF LOVE!!! <3 <3 <3
Answer me.
Pick up the phone.
hello?
(1/2) I wish I didn’t have to say this
this way. I am confined.
I am nailed within this box,
a real Schodinger,
wondering if the air I breathe
(2/2) is really the air around my head.
I learned a new word today:
brogue.
Is this still your number?
u r totes adorbs
when ur fake mad at me
with your ALL CAPS
and !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
<3
fingers press flat
on cold glass
bc i can’t touch u
Perfection, Catherine.
Agreed. Gorgeous!
Awwwwe!
Concert
Blues fest @8, Rivrfrnt.
Will u be there?
Damn st8,
Can’t w8!
k. c u @ east ntrance;
Bring coolr
k.
@TEOTD (at the end of the day)
121
IDR
L2G
SK8NG
TAM
WDYT
TBH
BCOY
AYOR
AEAP
texts translated become slightly creepy
At the End of the Day
One to one
I wonder
Will you go
Skating
Tomorrow morning?
What do you think?
To be honest
Big crush on you…
At your own risk
As early as possible
Dcided i was 2 literal……………….. redo below.
U’VE BEEN TEXTED.
Dinner!
wtr we hvg?
pizza
b rt there!
–it’s really meatloaf
nt hungry 8 b4.
*****
Want to go to dinner?
sure y not
What sounds good?
gd with wtever
How about Chinese?
no nt rly
What about Mexican?
had 4 lunch
Hamburgers???
to much grease
then what DO you want???
told u gd with wtever
*SIGH*
*****
Send me a pic of your
homecoming dress!
(incoming photo)
….UM…..
?
WOW.
??
Your dad’s okay with that?
dad sez I look pretty!
Um, pretty NAKED…..
oh
Look how long those legs are….
lol
i mean, you’re BEAUTiful, but SO grown UP. Where’s that
little GRANDgirl? And there will be boys’ eyes all over
your bare skin….HORNY young boys with raging
hormones and the self-control of a squirrel…..
GRANDMA!
OH. Well, I guess you were bound to grow
up sometime….be careful……
I will.
MAKE GOOD CHOICES! I LOVE YOU!
I <3 u too, gma.
Tween
Miss u.
Miss u 2.
Will U B Home soon?
Can I stay til 9? They will bring me home.
Ok
NM. Can u pick me up at 9:30?
U have homework.
1 question
Ok
NM. Coming home now.
TMI – Not!
So, hey – how was school today?
NG
That’s not good, I fear. How’d that math test go, dear?
BLNT
But how could that be? You said you would study! Didn’t you do it? I knew it! I knew it!
DEGT
So, where should I go? What went wrong? Do you know?
IDK NBD TTYL
Gosh darn! Holy cow! You’ll talk to me NOW! Put down the phone, will you? It sure wouldn’t kill you. It’s perfectly clear – I’m sitting right here!
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Text Message
‘Sup?
Idiot.
Wait . . . what?
Really, been great.
So . . . ?
We’re out.
Of snacks?
Of time.
What about it?
You can’t tell?
I tell time.
Right.
So . . . ?
The roses died.
Okay . . . ?
Never mind.
Wait!
Really . . . been great.
Hello
Tangled in the tapestry of our text messages
lies two subtexts not communicating;
a need for distance balanced against
an invitation of immediate contact.
The only way I know how to communicate
is to fly on wings of sound distilled into letters
and then brevity, a message you can quickly glance
down at and then away, like ducks taking
a break from seeking warmer climates.
I am enough … I tweet
and, really, I believe that
but there’s that gratification
need to be more.
I’m hoping to convince
you to stay longer
before you take off,
before I take off.
The water’s fine. I am warm.
But brevity …
how to say this in less than 140 characters?
“Get some rest. I‘m headed to bed.”
Ariel
“How it began”
.
“Olga,” said Olga
Olag laughed. “Olag.”
“Olag?”
“Olag, Olga.”
Then Olga laughed.
They clinked,
drank
glanced
& grinned.
Phone not…
tex not…
miss it
…..not.
And for a bit more Texting Confusion:
http://writingonthesun.wordpress.com/2012/11/05/in-search-of-the-portal/
K: Help, Zach accidentally squirted colon in his eye. What do I do?
M: Go to hospital–squirting colon/not good.
Where are you?
.
Nearly home
.
What’s taking you so long?
.
Walking back
.
Why can’t you take the bus?
.
Want to walk
.
Why suddenly walking?
.
Losing weight
.
But you’re becoming late
.
Not by a lot.
.
Guests here. You forgot?
.
Oh yeah. (Oh let them rot.)
.
Walk faster. They’ll go soon.
.
Will do. Will do. Bye.
.
Getting irritated, are you?
.
What was your first clue?!!
What fun reading today! Super fun prompt.
U’VE BEEN TEXTED.
me: dinner!
son: wtr we hvg?
me: pizza
son: b rt there!
me: it’s really meatloaf
son: nt hungry 8 b4.
*****
me: want to go out for dinner
when u get home?
hubby: sure
me: what sounds good to u?
hubby: gd with whtever
me: how about Chinese?
hubby: no
me: Mexican?
hubby: no. lunch
me: hamburgers???
hubby: no to greasy
me: THEN WHAT DO U WANT???
hubby: told u gd with whtever
me: *SIGH*
*****
me: Send me a pic of your
homecoming dress!
(granddaughter sends photo)
me: ….UM…..
granddaughter: ?
me: WOW.
granddaughter: ??
me: Um, your dad and mom r
ok with that?
granddaughter: Yes! they really
like it. dad sez I look pretty!
me: pretty NAKED…..
granddaughter: oh
me: look at those long legs!
granddaughter: lol
me: i mean, you look GREAT,
but TOO GROWN UP. i mean,
you’re my GRANDdaughter!
And there are gonna be boys’
eyes all over that bare skin….
HORNY young boys with
raging hormones
granddaughter: GRANDMA!
me: …….OH. i guess u were
gonna grow up sometime……..
me: *SIGH* Have fun.
me: but be CAREFUL!
granddaughter: I will.
me: MAKE GOOD CHOICES! i love u!
granddaughter: I <3 u too, gma.
Response
Dn’t
Txt
Life
2
Shrt
Lunch?
UP BUMMEL ALLEY W/ DOG & CELLPHONE
behind main st
cut in bedrock by goldrush miners
monday morning early
no one here
but me & dog 2 crows on tin roof
mailbox stone steps going nowhere up
tree of heaven roots in cracks & drainpipes
overgrows no parking sign
holds fascinating scents for dog
takes over the backside
w/ ivy & periwinkle
doesn’t quite hide adit dug in cutbank
what’s left of mining
tunnel doesn’t go far
deadends
dog shows me black cushion
exciting to dog
someone slept here
slick stone trail
to cliffdweller level
thought they rounded up the homeless
sent them somewhere else
propane tank w/ cat crouched atop
padlocked back door
dog gets spooky – haunted?
old town
lots of ghosts
LQTM
Master of subtleties,
bachelor without the degree,
you still make me smile
when everyone else is
L-ing OL and you reply
LQTM.
Translation?
Laughing Quietly To Myself (LQTM!)
tragedy of conversation
hey
hey
new phne, can txt now
i c, cool
can talk in class now
very cool
hungry…need eat soon
yea, def
wanna grab launch? noon?
def
where u at?
the room
huh?me to, where at?
bed
no way, im right her
i no, be quite, sleeping
that crazy…
Haha!! this prompt made me think about how much our family texts each other from the next room, but IN the room? too funny!
this is such a fun prompt today.
and especially love the auto correct versions!
just fantastic.
Here is mine.
FML
Save the self-pity for someone with a shittier life that you.
So your mother made you clean your room.
Dad said you can’t use the car until you learn
that dreaded “R” word. You heard “Jammer” got
the new iPhone, iPad, iWished ihad that latest gadget too,
and your entry level job actually expects you
to work for that paltry paycheck. Yeah kid, you have it bad.
FYL and FU2. Wait until you “grow up”!
love “iWished ihad” LOL!!
Thank you for saying this, Walt. I think it every time I read one of those silly, first-world-problem, FML texts.
HAH! i just asked my son what FML meant………………….!!
Binary Love
Head down
Thumbs flying
Ringing
Buzzing
Smiling
Laughing
Stopping
Staring
Tears
Virtually over
And my real one is here (an untexted Triolet):
http://whimsygizmo.wordpress.com/2012/11/05/real-communication-ftw/
where R U?
sky harbor
thot U were coming 2nite
chng of plans
where R U going
dont no yet
what do U mean
gotta go
plane?
whte lite
end of message
Mom’s Eye View
At your brother’s Army Graduation.
Wow, band is really loud.
Too bad you aren’t here, cute girl at 11:00.
Hold on, there they are!!!!!!!
They are so…
Crying my eyes out.
Very proud. This is awesome.
Going to meet them now. Byeeee!
Okay, big crowd=slow going.
Looking…I see him! He looks very grown up.
He looks just like you.
Diana Terrill Clark
Love U Sis
*I know it was hard,
but you really did
the right thing
* What? … I guess …
but It wasn’t much.
*Don’t be humble! You want to meet Friday?
I could use that adapter for Italy
*What?!! Um, ok … but who is this?
*Your Brother -I Love you, and I’m
so proud of you
*I love you too … Jeff?
*Oh, Sorry
wrong number
*Aw, and I was feeling
pretty good about myself
*well …. I’m sure you’ve done
something I’d be proud of
*will you take me to Italy
anyway?
Tuna on white, all the
veggies except hot peppers
very little mayo just a
smear.
““
I’m staying home. Jessie is
bringing the girls home. I
think it is a polar express
night.
““`
don’t forget your cough
drops
“““`
did you know that Porter Rico (Voice messaging transferred to text.)
is voting for the or their
future. Tomorrow. they’re
going on stage theater
independence are having a
status quo. I didn’t know they
were doing that this is the
fourth time in forty years today
buddy for that. We could have
a 51st state.
““`
I think I understand what
You’re voice text was trying
To say. Go Puerto Rico.
Autocorrect FTW
hey, dude. cu@lisa’s?
yup. there in a sex.
TMI!!!!!
sec! there in a second. damn autocorrect!
LOL!
.
the 411
hi, qt. hwyd?
ok. u?
good. cu@brian’s?
omw
yay.
btw: ily. <3
…
…
…
…tmi?
.
WRONG NUMBER
Harold won’t be there this evening.
Who?
Harold B… hubby
Harold who?
No, Harold’s sick.
I know no Harold.
No English class this evening?
Sure, English class every Wednesday.
Harold is sick and can’t be there.
Never knew of anybody Harold in my class.
how far,
always near , like you say.
door is open,
Oh darling, I know the way.
pick some food ?
Lets cook.
and some drinks ?
from your lips ?
that’s naughty my love,
am here already you know.
oh, the texts are so much fun !
What’s Up?
Whatever happened
to talking on the phone?
I want to speak to you
and to hear your voice
so I give you a call.
Your voice mail picks
up instead and I leave you
a message. “ I love you,
please give me a call.”
My phone buzzes but
does not ring.
I look at the screen
to read the message
from you. “What’s up?”
By Michael Grove
Here’s mine: http://miskmask.wordpress.com/2012/11/05/sms-sillymindedstuff/
~ Misky
Sick, Bro!
Hey.
Hey, whazzup?
Not much, u?
Down with the flu.
Aw, that stinks.
Ya think?
Been sick long?
Ya, I dunno what’s wrong.
Gross, man.
Stop by if you can.
Um, I gtg.
Fine. Thx a lot, bro.
No problem.
Sigh. Ure dumb.
Damn You Autocorrect!
“Yay! At last I found my GSPOT!
Crap! I meant my GPS! Not –
oh forget it! Know what I mean?
I can’t believe what’s on my screen!”
“How was your date? Dude – did u score?”
“Well, man, I killed her at her door.
Yikes! I meant KISSED! Know what I mean?
I can’t believe what’s on my screen!”
“Guess what? I am defecating!
Dang! I meant I’m decorating!
Christmas tinsel. Know what I mean?
I can’t believe what’s on my screen!”
“Good news, son. You were adopted.”
“What?!” “Damn phone has been co-opted!
Accepted! Yale! Know what I mean?
I can’t believe what’s on my screen!”
###
RJ FTW!
love this! just brilliant.
<3
LOL! BRILLIANT and oh-so-much fun!!
Awesome!!!
T.X.T.
I am still being dragged
kicking and screaming
into the 21st century!
My first computer was
a used laptop needed
when I finally went
to college back in’99.
But now, I can’t
hardly write without it.
It is so much easier
to corral my
muse—to reign in her
energy before she clears
the fence
and is off again.
My first cellphone,
right from the get go
became a mutation,
an appendage grafted
on to mind and body
that I feel naked without.
But back then
nobody said anything
about texting.
Words
are like bullets. I
have always preferred
doing preventive
maintenance,
rather than cleaning
up a crime scene
caused by words chopped
and morphed,
with me standing there
holding the smoking
cellphone.
Ellen Knight
Text ‘Ku
Ne1 c u
idk
WAYN
translation:
anyone see you
i don’t know
where are you now
If teenagers ran Verizon Wireless
Introducing our new limited access plan
aimed specifically at teenagers,
the One-Way Deal,
in which all incoming calls are ignored,
but outgoing calls can be made
whenever the need arises.
Sorry, Wrong Number
(Note from the author: I couldn’t find an English to text-ese on line translater, so just use your imagination)
Where are you?
Who is this?
I’ve got her
Got who?
Right, right; keep it on the down-low
No really
Who is this?
She put up a fight
What?
Yeah but we cleaned
up the mess
Is this some sort of joke?
No, dead serious
sorry for the pun
Stop texting me!
Okay I’m coming over
with her now
What? No!
WHEN MILES SEPARATE LOVE
(a shadorma)
good night, Babe xox
good night, sweet dreams, Love
Good morning!
good morning! :-*
I’ll call you later today.
I can hardly wait. xox
2012-11-05
P. Wanken
ROFLMFAO
Doesn’t anyone speak English anymore?
I’m sure it’s an important note,
but all I’m getting is “Lucky Strike Means Fine Tobacco”
Sorry. I don’t smoke. C U.
Just Don’t
Don’t try to call me.
Left my phone.
And don’t ask
how I sent this text.
Dinner time
My son keeps his hands
in his lap throughout the meal
He looks down and smiles
heehee!!
Oh, I bet! Too true, eh?
Inbox
k
cools
lololo
sleeping
no his moms
coach wants me to stay extra for practice so can you bring my shorts to the office and I will get them there and text you when I need a ride home thx
To Text or Not To Text
Writers love words,
not abbreviations.
What time will you be home?
In my stubbornness,
my text would be long hand.
I love you.
Until I didn’t want to be bothered,
then short hand had appeal.
I c u!
I have teenagers.
Need I say more?
Where r u?
TXT LAG
–Sry late, accidnt on interstate,
–Ok, just meet us at st. judes,
–Not my crash, some other dudes,
–No… UR wife’s in labor now,
–How dis happen, holy cow!
–U don’t kno? who knocked her up?
–Oh crap, UR last txt just popped up.
“B ‘tween Talk”
In text, omit all that’s unneeded
Full sentences? Time & energy have ceded
Read ‘tween the lines
Under code, follow these signs
Letters R words; #’s 4 letters
Stay up with the trend setters.
Across a screen, Let fingers swing
Remember: just keep LOL’ing!
Ignore proper spelling and punctuation’s former pause
Xcept 2 Xpress their modern cause:
Emotions via sideways faces
Punctuate, instead, in CAPS or bold in places
OMG
Guess I’ll C
U L8r,
Ur curator
Hey,
BTW
Best wishes
XOXO
Modern Conveniences
this is
my first
and last
text message
before I smash my cell phone
call me on my land line
Text
My message drafts
develop slowly,
my clumsy thumbs lacking
the agility they might have had
at nineteen, given the challenge
and the technology.
Instead I practiced
on a manual Smith Corona
and an upright Wurlitzer,
fingers flying.
Not only do I lack fluency
in textspeak,
not my native language
but I feel compelled to stop,
backspace, erase,
putting in apostrophes,
changing your to you’re,
switching inadvertent
uppercase to lowercase,
revising, editing, proofreading,
aware after all these years
that every word,
every letter,
every character
matters.
I don’t text, but hey…
nok nok
who
bird
?
bird
bird no way
way 13 way
way 13?
aye 1 eye
2 tree three
wind mime 3
4 count to 1 etc
Should that have been
e
t
c
maybe?
TGFG (Thank God for Google)
TBH
IANAE
On TXT MSG
^5 Google!
XXCC
URZ,
ME
Ummm….. ? U B hipper than me! LOL!
Nope, not at all! I know “lol” and a few others. I had to google to come up with this short little bit! lol!
Here’s the translation:
To be honest,
I am not an expert
on text message
High five Google!
Kisses and hugs,
Yours,
Me
Ahah!! thank you for the translation.
HELLO?
U had me there.
Long time without u.
An eternity now.
Miss U.
<3 you.
Wish U were here.
I'll be less fine.
Fine, but less
w/o U.
Do U hear me?
Hello?
TEXT ME?
Words less expressive in an abbreviated form,
it is not my norm of saying what I mean.
Conversation is a lost art, and if you start
to text me repeatedly, you’ve lost me for sure.
We never have time to speak our mind
anymore. Technology has set that back.
Besides, you never text me back.
You throw out your blurb, but in bad form
you leave me hanging for your reply. Would you mind
pushing the little phone thingy and let it ringy? I mean,
the time it takes you to text me, our station is assured,
my every word is heard even before your thumbs start.
Right from the start
I knew this text crap would send us back
to beating on logs. Smoke signals were less sure
when the wind blew, but you use fewer characters to form
your contention, and I mean,
you’re truly driving me out of my mind!
I know what I want to say, and my mind
has it straight. I say what I mean, but when a text starts
my thumbs give it no inflection. All caps can get mean,
but emphasis is NOT ANGER! The danger is, it comes back
To bite you. They’ll fight you because they’ve formed
misconceived notions, you can be sure.
Amended: Conversation is NOT lost. It is dead!!!! Surely,
with texting, and IM and tweets by twits our minds
shrink from not thinking of the right word because we’ve transformed
them to the minimum. Don’t get me started!
Dumb down a heart-to-heart and we’re back
to not speaking again. My silence does not mean
I’m mad either! It’s just that I’d rather SAY what I mean
and then you’ll be sure
of my intent. Bring the ability to converse back!
You may think it cool to be so “hip”, but my mind
doesn’t get it. That’s why I quit it before your thumbs get started.
I’m not hard-hearted, I’ve just been transformed.
This “new” form to communicate means
I have to start to learn a new “language” that’s for sure!
Would you mind giving me a call back so I can hear you LOL!
HEAR, HEAR!!
Don’t get me started!
Dumb down a heart-to-heart and we’re back
to not speaking again.
Yes!
March 20, 2012
Brother: Dad, just passed…
Me: What !?!! When ?
Brother: About two hours ago.
Me: Dear Dad, I’m so sorry…. I couldn’t make it in time.
Me: Rest in peace
121 — when?
2night – me&U — where?
Eng class-OK — my Eng bad
LOL Ur Eng is btr than m9 — nw!
Ya, way!
not working let’s see if this will go through-
http://unevenstevencu.blogspot.com/2012/11/text-message-eecummings-poem-2012.html
hope to god my 10 other attempts to postdon’t all go through all at the same time….
sexting ee cummings
: – )
too
yur america
an
luv poems
still
vibrating tight front
pockets
-n-
near full
back
packs
tho
yur batteries
been
long dead
and they dont sell
yur kind of charger
no
more
I really like this.
I am really glad you like it. For some reason all I could think was ee cummings with this kind of form – and his name is pretty interesting when you think of texting it in the modern age
It really had an e.e. cummings feel to it.
“Why, yes, I use full sentences and punctuation when I text, why do you ask?”
This distance
created in the small space
between finger and screen
is amplified
over distance,
allowing
for hurtful things
you were taught to never say
to flow
easily
as repercussions
happen
out of view.
Oh, I cannot “AMEN” this enough. Faceless, instant reactions make for hurtful communication (and sometimes miscommunication) that may be too hard to remedy. And “repercussions happen out of view” hits the proverbial nail on the head.
You and I would get along quite well, Chev. But, I already knew that.
I knew that too
Wonderful!!
Thanks!
Absobloominglutely.
Absolutely love this! This is so, so true!
So do I, Jerry. And if my kids text me, they know I will ignore them if they don’t as well. Point of pride. ^_^
And what an excellent comment on society. “Repercussions happen out of view.”
SO good, so true! That “faceless” thing allows too much to easily be said.
And my daughter the English major is the one person i spell everything out to on text as she has no patience for texting shorthand.
YES.
Where you at my little brat
Can’t believe I’ve fallen in this trap
Texting my son in order to chat
When I was young I called my dad
Sometimes we’d have a nice long chat
Your funny dad you make me laugh
Sorry I’m late had to stay after class
Be coming through real real soon
Is dinner ready I’m famished too
Be there in ten walking home with Jen.
Hey, hey, some nice text messages already
Here is mine:
###
“On the meeting point. U?”
“Caught in traffic. 2 min. OK?”
“Sure. Waiting.”
“Where R U? Been here 1 hour. ”
“Taxi crashed. Hospital.
I not injured. Driver. Police talk. Wait.”
“U want me 2 come there?”
“No. I’ll text U.”
“No bother, but worried. Where R U?”
“Don’t worry. U may go.
And don’t bother 2 call.
Will not text/call back.”
###
‘SUP
Where RU?
Got stuf, need $.
My Bro a nogo.
Bzy 2nite but AM btr.
Mtg her 4 sipn n dipn
CU L8R GTG
Dont txt much
dont u no?
Walt, I need a translation for a couple of chunks here
“a nogo” and what’s “GTG”?
This texting stuff is cool
Even this silly old bat know GTG = got to go. Presumably nogo means brother has no money to lend me.
These are all hilarious, but this silly old bat prefers real words!
Wow Viv you really sound high tech there!
I know it! I love it!
Go Viv! And go Walt!
Even this silly old bat know GTG = got to go. Presumably nogo means brother has no money to lend me.
These are all hilarious,
M.02
D:<
404
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Sorreee
don’t do txt.
Prefer words
and I don’t have a phone
to txt on.
“….Sorreee
don’t do txt.
Prefer words
and I don’t have a phone
to txt on….”
ViV – I am sooooo with you are that.
I’m headed back to do real words on NaNo!
ur doing both? OMG IDK how!
haha ! i loved this !
hey
cmon yur
…
miss u
…
in d’s class
so frickin boring!!
…
whatcha doin?
…
alone???
…
oooh :-0 send me a pic
…
please?!?
…
cum on
…
guys stole my phone that time!
HOnest
…
that hurts
so friggin hot!! so what if the guys see u
…
no
…
no I said yur mom was Lebanese
…
it wuz a joke!!!
….
no no we never did it all we did was text!
….
text!!!
….
did u here me?
…
you still t whore?
…
there ????
…
that wasn’t me
….
damn auto erect
*ok that was my quick first attempt – will try sumthin a little different later
Phaha, “you still t whore” oh, the mess mistyping can make!
Gotta say, “damn auto erect” is the line that got me! LOL!!!
yeah there is a whole internet collection of damn autocorrect jokes which are pretty funny (and you can spend hours of your life laughing over at work)- amazing what u can text when you are not paying attention