Laryngitis Poems | Examples

Silence is Golden

Witness the folly of the yammering crowd

Those that speak smugly and those that speak loud

Spitting out syllables the live long day

With nothing to show and nothing to say

A chorus line of mechanical mouths

A bevy of bores from the north to the south 

Wherever you go they're standing beside us

Let's pray that they all catch laryngitis

Sunday Funnies V

maybe they just need some oinkment
when pigs get laryngitis
    i suppose they feel somewhat disgruntled

english teacher's nightmair
observed in a book store: 
    "sale - all spelling workbooks 50% of!"

too much of a good thing
poetry teacher:     "i can't say enough about not 
    saying too much"

paternal paradox
my grandfather once told me
    "never trust anyone... trust me on this"

where the h am i?
to a dictionary editor
     'h' is the middle of nowhere

such a critic
i tried that new restaurant on the moon
     good food but no atmosphere 

a pun further analysis
the bonfire sank my boat   
     you can't have your kayak and heat it too

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Name That Poster

Since Jay decided to be a poster child
He’s reined in his tendency to go wild
   He’s quiet as a mouse
   Dead silence in the house
To laryngitis for aye reconciled

The Older I Get

The older I get, the slower I have got
My bones are afflicted with arthritis,
My elbows are getting very creaky
Whenever I point with my finger,
It is hard to tell in what direction
More and more I am prone to linger,
Honestly, I am not trying to be cheeky,
I talk like I am suffering from laryngitis
I could tell lots more, but I’d better not.

written July 16, 2021

Ballistic Beautiful-

Sticks and stones may break your bones
Promises game Amnesia clones 
Dying in a crowd life alone
Laryngitis quiet a video phone
Painstakingly separated brokerage
Twin birth anxiety twerks
Like in a marriage For Better or For Worse
Beautiful ballistic


3/28/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr  2020

Just Us Three

I sit by the sea
Let it wash over me	
Soothing my pain
her ebb and her flow
For I am still here
on this Christmas Day
I did not go away
for I needed to stay
Feeling so weak
Laryngitis ~ can’t speak
So I sit here alone
for the solace I seek
Sweet memories I pray
will begin to appear
My darlings
I’m sensing
your presence is near
My two precious boys
I feel your embrace
See your sweet smiling face
thus a glimmer of hope 
Come sit beside me
Just for a short while
As we sit by the sea
Just us three…

Communication

Communication
Talking, Singing, Dancing,
Writing, Drawing, Praying,
Signing, Listening, Seeing,
Reading, Cooing, Touching,
Bridges in a list few,
That allow One to Two.
Or Expansion of One,
If the Ability to Be Common,
Is Ever Shrunk, Compromised,
The Feelings Become Numb,
We are Un-Mistakenly Downsized!
Laryngitis, Soundless, Sightless,
Senseless, Absence of Hand-Eye 'Ation,
Robs Togetherness, Socialization,
Leaves Us Cast Out of the Nest,
Pilfers the Spirit of Essence,
Drastically Diminished & Lessened,
But Perhaps the Worst Singleness,
Is to be Alone in a Crowd,
Where They Choose Their Game,
 Foreignly, Ours is Not the Same,
 Then, Sidetracked On Our Own,
We Grow in Dishes Petri,
Rhythmically Communicating Poetry,
Layered Verse Reaffirming Terse,
Each Syncopation a Prayer,
Gratitude Individually Communed,
Catalyzing December to June!

Bark, Bark, Bark

When there is a thunderstorm -
Bark! Bark! Bark!
When there’s a knock upon the door -
Bark! Bark! Bark!
When a cat comes into sight -
Bark! Bark! Bark!
When there’s noises in the night -
Bark! Bark! Bark!
When Harry’s practice claims a cure -
Bark! Bark! Bark!
When fishing shows toss out a lure -
Bark! Bark! Bark!
When teasing him with an old sock -
Bark! Bark! Bark!
When the time ticks five o’clock -
Bark! Bark! Bark!
At least Tom doesn’t try to bite us, 
but now and then - PLEASE laryngitis!

Ms Black the Hypochondriac

I once worked with a youth who had gingivitis
Twenty years younger yet she already had arthritis

Pretty enough in spite of her dermatitis
She so craved attention we all thought caused by meningitis

Winters seemed worse with time off due to bronchitis
Bouts in hospital for appendicitis and diverticulitis

Regularly like clockwork she came down with severe vacationitis
After each self-prescribed vacation she’d strangely suffer from moneyitis

She talked our ears off we kept hoping she’d get laryngitis
But no, it was only bursitis and colitis followed by gastritis

Ms. Black sure was high maintenance with her neurosis and neuritis



AP: 1st place 2025, Honorable Mention 2020

Touch Owned By Midas

Touch Owned By Midas

There are things that really delight us,
Like Trump having a case of laryngitis;
Heading South;
Down in mouth;
Thinks he has touch owned by Midas.

Jim Horn

Wife is watching article about St. John's.
There is not one single leaf left.

Match Light In Daylight

"MATCH LIGHT IN DAYLIGHT"

Sam Kinisin had laryngitis
the yellow brick road was checkered
 
a child stands in the corner 
for punishment
the woman in glasses screams
at 8:53 AM

I save the girl
from drowning
and she tells me 
I owe her one

the observation wheel spins 
while the soldiers invade the beaches

black men hold leaf blowers
white men stretch out red tape
and the uneducated Chicanos 
fight blindly against tyranny

she wants progress in 
her building blocks
I hold trepidation as she
forms her substructure

we bump in our cars
until the day we decide 
to use them for travel

I'm torn between 
breaking your neck 
and throwing you 
down the stairs
 
the roof on the church across 
the street needs repairing
make a phone call
call a wrong number and talk

drown yourself in you
God has given you a hug.



By: Chicano Eddie
8-10-2016

Life Draws Me Away

Sleepily the night's rain and morning fog
Click-clacked upon leaf covered ground from the eaves
Coating things even roosters' monologue
Saturating it heavily so tight like basket weave

One rooster sounds like has laryngitis
Maybe he's young one who just got his crow
Watch out you old roosters he might steal a kiss
And some hens from the hen house through hedge row

Fog rises over creek up sloping hill
Settles into the cracks and crevices 
My joints, muscles, and heart giving a chill
Could be depressing but there are devices

Like trying to figure what sounds are played
In nature this wet morn, like dove or wren
Then the sound of something that's human made
Breaks the symphony of sounds that's been 

Duty calls quietly need to change to daily chores
Life draws from me my time out on the porch

Have Sympathy Number 2

Tomorrow’s the day
New job on the way
Interview at eight
You gotta look great
In bed on time
Wake up at nine
ALARM NOT SET!
 
You are the Star
Step out of the car
Know all the songs
What could wrong
Open your mouth
Nothing comes out
LARYNGITIS!

A Poker Contest
You’re at you best
Got three of a kind
It all on the line
Last card is dealt
Guy gives a yelp
INSIDE STRAIGHT!

You’ve been invited
You’re so excited
Relatives in Spain
Arrive in the rain
Then a sign you see
You’re in Turkey
TOOK THE WRONG GATE!

A sports car’s fun
You’ve got one
Cruising along
Not doing wrong
Flashing lights you see
Give your license to me
WALLET’S AT HOME

Find someone to love
You fit like a glove
You want to sin
She finally gives in
Love making’s through
I love you Sue
NOT THE RIGHT NAME!

Guys Who Work In the Zoo

GUYS WHO WORK IN THE ZOO

Laryngitis specialist for the giraffe 
A dozen  lozenges for her calf
 
Dental assistant doing fillings 
Or bridgework for baby crocodillings

Pest control officer for monkeys
But I don’t  gotta eat  them fleas

Cook doing  anteater lunch each day
“Always ants  again !” they  say

Dry cleaning the striped  pyjamas  
For horses to masquerade as  zebras

Satisfying  the needs of the doe
For the big bucks….oh  yes  oh!

Nose-job surgeon for rhinos fair?
A  Depardieu  or  a  Jackson, sir?

A  tail-tip trimmer as a  try-on?
Especially for the male lion

But not a slimmer trainer for a hippo
A hopeless task becoming a beau

Disgruntled

Should a pig ever get laryngitis
Well he wouldn’t be pleased in the least
For, not being able to talk to his friends
He would be such a disgruntled beast

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