SOL #7: Phone Poem

This March writing challenge is organized by Two Writing Teachers

This is where the community aspect of this challenge really comes into play.  I saw the notice on the daily link-up that Sally had started a Padlet to track ideas for slicing.  From there, I saw her notes from 59 Reasons to Write, which I'm assuming is the Kate Messner book I've been wanting to get for awhile now.  And this snippet caught my eye:

Pg. 151 - Phone Number Poem (# = number of words per line and zeros = wild card)

Like many people of a certain age, I could recite a dozen phone numbers from memory, all of them decades out of date.  Before cell phones, even before speed dial, back even before push button phones, these are the numbers I literally dialed.   The friends I knew best had the numbers that are stuck forever in my brain.

But the key one, of course, was my home number.  It had the same area code that my cell phone does, but we never dialed it, of course, unless we were calling from out of state.  So my poem will have only seven lines.

Huber Street,

Home of my childhood.

The phone was stuck

Onto the kitchen wall.  The curly long cord extended--

reeeeach--

All the way to the sink. Chat,

hands in dish water.