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Red Telephone Boxes

Just a bunch of old telephone boxes
Famous red ones that once actually worked
Now obsolete relics from the last century
Abandoned on one side of the road
About ten have collapsed and fallen over
Arranged like cars in a multiple crash
Lying there in a delightful domino effect
outside some forgotten English village

Style / type: 
Free verse
Review Request (Intensity): 
I appreciate moderate constructive criticism
Review Request (Direction): 
What did you think of my title?
How was my language use?
What did you think of the rhythm or pattern or pacing?
How does this theme appeal to you?
How was the beginning/ending of the poem?
Is the internal logic consistent?
Last few words: 
a very British poem
Editing stage: 
Content level: 
Not Explicit Content


Hi Sen99, I think yours is a highly original poem. I remember those red telephone boxes when I visited Britain. They were still there! I believe lots were sold to the USA.
The title is as it should be, the content is interesting, the spacing is perfect. So I don't have any nits. Enjoyed, Gracy

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