Saturday, May 1, 2010

Cell Phones

Cell phones ringing all the time.
Who is it?
Some random person on the other line.

Some like 'em for their tones.
Some like 'em 4 the txting.
Some like 'em for the games.

So many type of phones!

Some are good and some are bad.
It all depends on what you got.

Some phones flip, others twist or slide.
Some can text, other don't.

Some plans are nice and other stink.
Some like AT&T, other think its going to sink.

Some love them and others don't care.

Personally, I love my phone!
I got the best ring tone!


Claire
Youth2

Cell Phones

Cell phones are new and cell phones are hot.
Cell phones are everything a home phone is not.
How is a cell phone cooler, you may ask?
Well, with a super cool new cell phone you can do any task.

On this phone you can send texts and you can take pics, and plus they’re small.
Hey, wait are you not at home and trying to make a call?
Well, with the push of a button and couple of rings,
You are talking to your friend. Look you can do anything!

With a cell phone you get really neat traits,
There are games and a calendar where you can mark special dates.
You can do emoticons and add super cool ringtones, and more
Trust me having a cell phone is never a chore.

I have a Samsung, a type of brand.
It’s a touch and keyboard, boy is it grand.
I love my cell phone because if I fall,
I can contact an ambulance, without any stall.

Cell phones are cool and cell phones are great.
If you don’t have a cell phone, please don’t hesitate.
Go to the store to get one now,
So in case of an emergency you will be safe and sound.


Taylor
Teen

iPhone

I love the iphone because it has great apps.

I would sit and play games all day.

My parents won't let me have one.

 
 
Jacob
Youth 2

Hands-free

bone never felt freer
left skin, bloody windshield
vibrating, missed call
sometime during the night

can't look, got to get this
never saw her, tiny white doll
swallowed up by dark

the ossein met pavement,
blackened the bleach in beautiful youth
child, where's your home?

engine idling, breathing faster
must remember important numbers

but no pulse in her.
she...can't be...

crushed velvet of her, liquid grace
on the glass

red marks everywhere,
the deadly sound of sirens.
easily could run away
(was I wearing my seatbelt?)

vibrating, twinkling of a tune
fist throws like an arc
s h a t t e r i n g .

breathe for me, snow white.


Christina
Adult