Best Vocal Poems

I do have purpose
that stays near
a constant reminder 
of my inner child

As my conscienceness
shines through to create 
a new perspective
I break out of my cocoon

Only to discover that 
I find places where
the sanctity of my being
does not flow as it should

My intuition is what 
guides me though
there is no longer the 
desire for the constant...

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I St
                                           I stu
         ...

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A singer's life is far from free
who would know more about it than me ?
Late hours and circles under the eyes
flowers and perfume and so many guys
peering and watching the moving of hips
hoping they'd listen to sounds from the lips
the pounding and hearing of drums in the ears
has made me half deaf over the years...

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The great Elvis Presley stole the show
When it came to music, fast and slow

Patsy Cline could sing so sweet and fine
Without a doubt, her voice would shine

Hank Williams had a son with his name
Like father, like son – they claimed fame

Ray Charles played despite being blind
His listeners knew he was one of a kind

Aretha Franklin...

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I love you lady, singing velvet night sky,
singing azure violet wounded woolen stitch.
I love your lady quavering haunting cry,
intoning shades of purple in fevered pitch.

I love you lady, even trilling, scraping in torment,
your voice straining oppressed about strange fruit.
I love you lady dear star teaching your malcontent,
piping broken lyrics, imparting pain so acute. 

I love...

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My sister Pat says my words
are too big,
that I lose my audience
due to this.
By far, most people just don’t
give a fig;
Anything over one’s head’s
just a miss. 
My vocabulary’s filled
With nonsense,
And no one bothers to find
the meaning.
No one wants their reading to
be so dense
What I think’s clever is just
demeaning.
Why can’t I just write simple stuff
About flowers...

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As if a child should understand an  adult’s muddle,
putrid oil slick puddle,
the dreadful pain we foist on wide-eyed offspring.
Robotic elders crush with rigid slabs of Portland censure whatever spark remains in those tiny rosebud cheeks before their prime.
Those innocents should never have to wrap their nascent minds around the wanton desecration of intertidal lakeland...

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Listening to songs, through the ages of rock, 
Some bands owned a gold timbred vocal stamp.
Like the new noise in ‘68, Led Zep’s power frontman, 
The enigmatic absolute tenor, Robert Plant.

The original baritone rocker, Jim Morrison sang love,
Sang it before anyone else dared or could.
The Doors opened the doors to millions of lovers,
Jim’s voice seeped...

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Accusatory high-pitched voices
singing in the masculine reign
Humiliated pride getting drenched 
by doubtful, male chauvinist disdain
Emotional double octave level of pain,
bitter ... bitter — 
Sad and angry  	
Enough to drive a decent woman insane
Violated women groping for the right testosterone words
that might make reasonable, tone-deaf men hear 
Devastated women fondling their own estrogen silence
for too...

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Breathe
Inhale
Conjure up
Rhythm and soul
Voice loves melting into music and words.

Flooded by peace intertwined with raw life
Poetic heart
of a girl
reaching
sky.

Thirst
for calm
shivering
beloved on stage
resembling divine humanity....

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My sister Pat says my words are too big,
that I lose my audience due to this.
By far, most people just don’t give a fig;
Anything over one’s head’s just a miss. 

My vocabulary’s filled with nonsense,
And no one bothers to find the meaning.
No one wants their reading to be so dense
What I think’s clever is just...

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I am lost, my eyes wide, and my heart quivering.
My legs are paralyzed, and I have no memory.
I stroll silently, my consciousness wandering.
I am alone inside an unexplored territory.

I would wish the room to be cold and inviting.
I envy our heat vitality to come from within,
trusting that it won't be an errorless meeting.
I simply wish...

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Butterfly box

In your throat a box of sound
To your human being bound
Take a breath and spark a chord
So your beings’ needs emplored

Of a mind filled with thought
Lips are a net with which they’re caught
Resonating in space with boundless meaning
What are senses perceiving, without speaking?

In a mindless jabber, remember this thing
Like wind formed from a butterflies...

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Speak
           to me
                     aloud
those
           words
          ...

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vocal drapes draped
casualties blindfolding fate
marauder lipstick shaped
kiss kiss kiss
vocal drapes
?...

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