
Special
Elvis Poems
Here
are a few poems written for Elvis
I would like to share these beautiful words with you as they were shared
with my out of Love for Elvis
Untitled:2008
On Aug
16, 1977 the music stopped,
Everyone listened
as our hearts dropped,
"No, it can't be true"
Although everyone knew
The King has left us today
For a place that seems so far away,
Now he lives
with God's sweet Angels in Heaven
In the year
1977
One glorious
day If God says we may
Elvis will be
with us again
Until we meet
on that beautiful shore
We'll love you
forever more.
By:
Evelyn Scco

Anniversary Declaration
We, a world-wide
nation of Elvis Presley fans hold these truths to be self evident: Never
in the history of popular music has one man shown so much versatility
in the expression of song. Furthermore no individual singer has so dominated
the imagination of the global population to such an extent, that 30
years after his death, his name is still used as the standard all entertainers
use to measure their own success. Elvis, as he is fondly remembered
by hundreds of millions, continues to appeal to generations born since
his untimely passing. His recordings still sell by the million and more
than a thousand books have been written about all aspects of his phenomenal
life and his continuing, albeit posthumous, career. Never in the history
of popular music has an entertainer been so cruelly denigrated by so
many scribblers with nothing but malice in their ink. Yet in spite of
their constant jibes, Elvis Presley remains the paramount figure in
the world of entertainment and continues to touch the lives of countless
millions. We his beholden fans no longer need to cringe at the gratuitous
and facetious comments made by certain media presenters and their ilk,
for no matter what they in their ignorance say, we know Elvis Presley
was the finest ever popular singer - a man of extreme generosity of
spirit, and even considering his failings, he was still a far superior
human being when compared to his mediocre detractors- comparatively
few as they are! Wherever there are discerning ears, eyes to appreciate
beauty, an ability to discriminate and minds open to reason, you will
find fans of the late, and sadly missed, Elvis Presley. Elvis in all
his extravagance, flamboyance, and zest for life did what none of the
other singers quite managed to achieve. Like Andrew Lloyd Webber was
heard to say on a bbc radio show, "Elvis Presley brightened up the world".
Now having topped the majority of recent polls put out by world's media,
Elvis Presley remains the most important name in popular music -an undeniable
fact.
"O
death where is thy sting, Thirty years dead, and I'm still the King!"
~(Sir Ronald Ross 1857-1932)
p.s
For those of you that don't know Maurice, he was the strength & force
behind the Boy Elvis Statue at the birth place Tupelo Ms
.by
Maurice Colgan
After returning from her trip to Graceland for the 25th
Anniversary, Joan sat down and wrote this poem..It is so beautiful!
Thank you Joan
The Golden Day
January 8, 1935,
Behold! Now the dream doth come,
In the form of a tiny infant, the dream has begun.
A dream of beauty..of songs unsung,
A dream of happiness and peace of mind,
A dream of love that would forever bind,
Our hearts and souls in ecstasy so pure,
That the dream would last...would forever endure.
On this day icicles glistened like the star of long ago,
Around the little house at the end of the row.
The day was bitter cold and would end with grief
Because a little "Prince's'" life would be very brief.
But at the same time a "King" was born to us
Whose name, life and voice would become synonymous With music, laughter,
kindness, humility, understanding and love;
Anything less from him was totally unheard of..
January 8, 1935, gives us reason to celebrate
As his life of sharing and caring we can never overrate.
It was 50 years ago today that his heart began to sing,
So let the horns blow, the cymbals clang, the drums beat and bells ring.
Fly the banners, bake the cakes and let us join together
To give thanks for the birth of one who was unlike any other..
Happy Golden
Anniversary dear, beloved friend,
Our gift to you,
Elvis AaronPresley, is Love without end.
By:
Joan Buchanan West

We'll Be Yours Throughout The Years
Dear Elvis,
We were yours the first
time that
We ever saw your face
Your fans have followed all the years
You went from place to place.
We were yours to hold and
keep
We have loved you every day
And even when you had to go
The love continues on this day!
We were yours for you to
cherish
And you did that job so well
You gave us so much happiness
More than we could ever tell!
Although 25 years have
passed
Since the time you last performed
We've been yours throughout the years
To love you...not to mourn.
And we'll be yours through
all the years
That the future holds in store
Our love will never die
It will only grow some more!
Written By: Sue
Manuszak, President
Elvis Presley Continentals
Orlando, Florida
http://epcontinentals.homestead.com/HOME.html


On that fateful day, August 16, 1977
His voice was silenced forever
The King was sent to heaven
In his short life of only 42 years
He touched so many
His death brought us so many tears
The void that was left, when he slipped away
Tears at my heart every hour of every day
He was so unique, one of a kind
To replace him would be impossible
The pain that is felt
When you think that he is gone
Is a pain like no other
His was the voice of an angel
So tender and so true
He seemed bigger than it all
Larger than fame so much more than celebrity
He had his share of faults
But had more than his share of talent
A charismatic soul, a beautiful man
There will never be another like him
There never could be
The world lost someone special that day
But his legacy will be forever kept alive
By the millions that love him
We all miss you Elvis
by: Jessica

The Sounds Of August
On August 16, 1977, we heard some things
we had never heard before....
The sound of a tear as it rolled down our cheeks, falling gently to the
floor.
The sound of eyelids closing in disbelief,
And pulses rushing, seeking relief.
We heard the earth stop: its rotation ceased;
The shock, felt to its core, could not be released.
We heard hands clasp in anger at the injustice of it all...
We heard our youth silently slip away as night began to fall.
We heard the sound of the future crashing around us; it had no place to
go,
And we heard the sound of the heat as it crept in to wet our brow and
forbid the coming snow.
The sound of hearts breaking was that of a worldwide thunderstorm,
As we also heard the voice, that spoke, saying the news had been confirmed.
We heard our souls as they cried out: "Please, God, don't let it
be true".
We heard our hurt as we clinged to each other, you to me and me to
you.
We heard the leaves from the Graceland Trees as they settled softly to
the ground..
And listened as the wind whispered, "He is no longer earthbound,
but, free as I, a prisoner no more;
as he walks in the golden light on God's celestial shore".
For we have heard the sound of Death as it crashed through the mansion
walls
Waiting and shouting for the world to know he had come for the greatest
of us all.
We heard the dark cloud as it slid through the morning mist
As if, arrogantly, saying; "How dare you deny I exist".
All these things we heard: in memory hearing still
Reminding us our dreams of forever can never be fulfilled.
But, we also hear the silenced voice, so precious, so sweet, so dear;
For the sounds of Elvis Presley, now as before, will forever be near.
By: Joan Buchanan West
"His
death gave eternal life to a day: August 16, 1977"

Tribute to Elvis
On the sixteenth of August
in Nineteen Seventy Seven
At the age of forty two a man was sent to heaven
The man he was the greatest that you have ever seen
No one will ever take his place or ever has there been
He was the King of Rock n Roll,the King of ballads too
No one will ever take his place ,no one will ever do
He has ten million followers and all of them are true
He was a living legend a thing thats hard to do
For twenty two years he was the man the world all loved the best
The son of a poor drifter who came from America's west
A driver who had a singing voice,and a pair of swaying hips
The songs he sung were so good they stuck right to your lips
And now they try and ruin his name and all the good he had done
Oh please God make them leave him alone
He will always be our,,,,,,,,,,, Number One
By:
Jonn Bearcat

The Bell Has Tolled
His music rang throughout the
world;
It made hearts sing, it made heads swirl.
He gave us love as no one else can,
He made us feel alive in a way
we couldnt understand.
We never tried to analyze the man with the
mystique;
The man with the power to hold
us at our highest peak.
His reign was one described as supreme;
Now, thnking back, it seems
like a magnificent dream. Nothing
lasts forever, it has been said,
Whether it be good, or whether it be bad.
A kiss is good, only while it lasts,
For in only seconds it is a
thing of the past.
Youth is gone in the wink of an eye,
Just as the clouds disappear
from the sky.
The morning dew sparkles like diamonds upon the grass,
But in no time at all it loses
its class.
The beautiful new fallen snow looks so lush,
And in only ours it has turned to slush,
One thing we know will last, is our love the King of Rock N Roll
Now and forever more even though
for him the bell has tolled.
By:
Joan Buchanan West

Above graphic made by Diane
G
Please do not take this one without asking her permission
(I can't get her link to work so if anyone knows her new url please send
it to me so i can link back to her site)
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Saturday, January 9, 2010
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