Short Voice Box Poems

time frosted the eyes
put buck shot to his voice box
they still came in flocks

the stage grows smaller
into yesterday they walk
hearts become fluted 
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A boys’ consort is lovely and sings a capella.
It can charm any lady, bedevil a fella.
But when childhood ends,
and the larynx descends,
those same lads will produce what I’d term "a CRAPella."...

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WHISPERING PRAISES WITHOUT A TONGUE
how can I praise Him
without a tongue whispering
beneath my chin my voice box
opens resurgent’s
strewing out atrocities
whisperings without a tongue?


4/27/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2023©...

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Stay unified folks
unity is evil's freefall
our division is its wings...
media is the devil's voice box
a charred pox to serenity.

Debate with open minds
pray with a pure heart
never be bullied into silence
Within this fragile fold
hope stays aloft 
miracles are born... gilded....

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Take that ship of yours.
We will swing together at sea and fight in the waves for a better place in the aisle.
I want to fill your hold with my rum and revel in the drunkenness and the sounds of the Sirens you spew at me from the voice box.
Come sail through the sky with me and land just for mana....

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H.E.A.R.T B.E.A.T

Head full of words almost
Escaping from my mind
Anticipating a fond
Reason for them to meet
The paper they want to be on

Beating on my brain waves
Evading the capture of my voice box
Actually hiding behind my eyes....the words tries to stay in my mind 
Til they find the need to be on the paper they want to be on...

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The sound of the sea on the sand
a rumbling roaring noise
a million voices hit the land
natures voice-box , gives its poise.

A vast muttering as the sea receed's
a swelling stuttering, the sea over the rocks
shocked echoing, undertow exerts its needs
an unending roar
to your ears it locks.


Elizabeth alexander          21/2/2016...

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I breathe in
And out
I wheeze…I pause instead   

I breathe in
And out
I wheeze…I can’t

Breathe…
My lungs are deadened
Breathe…
My voice box is tattered      

I breathe in
But unable to breathe out
And I feel restless
Without a doubt

I breathe softly
And heavily 
I’m upset…I scream in an instant 

I breathe violently 
And heavily
I fret…I gasp in dread...

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‘All you need is time?’
What a despicable lie! 
‘Just let it all go.’
Ok, then snuff my heartbeat 
You are the air that I breathe.

Believe in magic;
Elevated energy; 
Sparks and shooting stars; 
The power of forever? 
All I need to see is you.

Shredding my voice box,
there is power in screaming;
A primal release; 
Stop excuses as a crutch!
Here goes ‘I love you so much.’...

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Morning

When you wake up each morning a 
great start of 
the day is a 
glass of 
amniotic fluid originating from 
the womb of a 
woman with a 
baby or 
babies inside her so 
you can diagnose the likely abnormalities in the 
foetus before they can be 
abnormal. Possible side effects: part or 
total memory loss, instant employment in 
the public sector, parking tickets will 
follow you around, stalk you, and 
you’re voice box may turn to 
static mode.
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