Best Elvis Poems
The legendary teen idol Elvis Aaron Presley
was criticized for his gyrations, expressly.
And yet, this shooting star went supernova,
morphing into a teenage Casanova.
When this Memphis boy began to croon
he'd wildly grind his hips to the tune;
and flashing his ice-blue eyes,
he'd generate tears and sighs;
while making the young girls scream and swoon.
Born blond, he dyed his hair black
and the King never went back.
He seemed to suffer an itch,
the way he would twist and twitch.
VIVA LA ELVIS
In Tupelo Mississippi, twin baby boys were born,
To Gladys and Vernon Presley, but sadly one passed on.
They named him Jesse Garon, their hearts so full of pain,
And then came Elvis Aaron, a breath of sweet refrain.
One heart beating for the two, their spirits intertwined;
To restore faith and hope and joy to dear ones left behind.
Elvis grew from babe to boy his heart set on a goal,
From boy to man to legend; The King of Rock n’ Roll.
He lived in humble dwellings, his Pa his Ma and he;
Playing his guitar, singing songs, pure golden melodies.
Country, Gospel, Blues and Jazz the rhythms of the soul,
And Rock n’ Roll, the very core of hearts both young and old.
While rising up to stardom, his pelvis did he swing;
Some church folk banged the gavel to crucify ‘The King’.
Their efforts came to nothing, as fans from near and far,
Surged on with huge momentum, to win that holy war.
So once again he stood there, gyrating at his will,
Until the day he heard a call that made those hips stand still.
Called to serve his country, the nation’s rising star,
And while along that journey, he sadly lost his Ma.
On the first of May, a bride’s bouquet, a blush of summer wine,
Elvis wed Priscilla; his beautiful fraulein.
Soaring in her lover’s arms on the wings of destiny,
Nine months later they were blessed with gorgeous Lisa Marie.
The happiness they shared together wrapped in melody;
Like a poet’s dream, a symphony, a lover’s rhapsody.
Then fate stepped in and dealt a blow that tore the dream apart,
And in its wake it left a trail of tears and broken hearts.
‘The King’, on stage and silver screen, he took the world by storm,
A real hunk of burning love in a GI uniform.
He rocked the house to loud applause, he played the matador,
And danced with pretty Hula girls in the Hawaiian sunset glow.
August 16, ’77 was the day ‘The King’ had died,
But forever lives the Legend, born on 8/1/35.
His mamma smiled and gently beckoned to her second born,
While holding close the one she’d lost that fateful winter’s morn.
The joy he brings to us down here can never be replaced,
Though many keep on trying in vain to fill the empty space.
His spirit fills all Graceland, to watch o’er kith and kin,
In the Heavenly sounds of Dixieland … I hear God joining in.
Elaine Randolph
Copyright ©2009 Elaine Randolph
Mister Elvis Presley
Sang his songs expressively
In Aloha From Hawaii,
He sang them just for me, aieee!
I was 15 when he sang just for me
Straight from Hawaii via TV,
My heart skipped a beat,
I jumped from my seat,
His music had changed my reality.
Elvis has now left the building,
Gone is the music and gilding;
He died much too young,
How many songs left unsung?
Forever Elvis
The guy with the pelvis
lives on, and on, and on, and on.
in the hearts of his fans he’ll never be gone
He was a guy who knew how to sing
Gyrating his hips was his special thing
When performing on stage
The crowd would rampage
It’s no wonder they call him “the king “
From gospel tunes to rock and roll
Folk and Country, blues and soul
Near fifty years since he’s been gone
But his memory and music still live on
If you're a celebrity
For medications come to me
I have them all, come see, come see
I'm the devil in disguise
I sign prescriptions by the score
If you run out, I'll give you more
I'll bring your pills right to your door
I'm the devil in disguise
Dr. Robert, Feelgood too
Names I'm sure are known to you
If you're in need call you know who
I'm the devil in disguise
Uppers, Downers, oxy's....well
Imagine what is down in hell
I'll keep your secret, I won't tell
I'm the devil in disguise
Elvis called, and MJ too
They both liked pills in shades of blue
No one else does what I do
I'm the devil in disguise
It's up to you, which choice you make
I fulfill, and you....you take
I'm here all night, don't need a break
I'm the devil in disguise
If you're in need, well...I'll be there
You pay for service, and I care
I've got lots, and lots to share
I'm the devil in disguise
If you're mute, and lost your voice
You know I'm your only choice
I'll be right round in my Rolls Royce
I'm the devil in disguise
You'll end up dead, but I'll keep kicking
With pills and needles, stars keep sticking
I'm the doctor all the stars are picking
I'm the devil in disguise
I am the devil, that is true
I am around, that's not new
I'm known to them, but not to you
I'm their doctor...till they die.
His black shadow forever in elongation-
Still thrills the fans to adoration!
Yet with power to enthrall,
He walks the vacant hall.
The road cuts sharply to the west-
But, the music already has progressed.
In the sunset days, we feel warm rays;
His memory's alive when the music plays!
Spans two dimensions-the future-the past;
Hardly it seems an age has passed.
Rapidly was breathed the word "Legend."
At times legend's without end.
But, how wild it all seemed-
When the women fainted and the girls screamed!
Yeah, shook up is what we were...
When he set the world astir.
His life was brief, intense.
His shadow is immense.
And despite the date of the calendar,
Can't dream it's over...
Elvis Presley was on stage with his hips swinging
His movements kept women from hearing his singing
He could make so much money without moving his lips
All he had to do was go on stage and gyrate those hips
For Battle of the Clerihew # 2 contest of P.D.
Written by: Carol Brown on 01/27/2012
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Now for Nathan's Clerihew contest
5th Place Winner
A BRIDGE OVER THE RIVER QUIET
‘Tis the infancy of yet another day
And I hear it crying for its bottle now
But I know the sun is no child anyway
It can be a sadistic son and it will teach you how
I live under a tunnel on the highway’s right
Yet wrong I may ever be
I found an old mattress the other night
so discomfort doesn’t bother me
Today yesterday is but an artifact
An ancient find to hunters of the past
But it seems the sun and Satan have some sort of pact
Alas, whatever it is will probably hold fast
I’m lucky enough to live with my lover
She’s agreed to live free along with me
And often when it rains we needn’t run for cover
The umbrella is our love to be
The term “shelter” means different things to different people I know
Shelter to some might mean a mansion in France
To people like me and my lover “shelter” means just somewhere else to go
Moved by an emphatic embrace and the lives we each enhance
To us rain, cold or snow doesn’t mean we get up and go
It’s the tortuous sun we know will eventually come
So we weather the weather knowing all we need to know
For my lover and I may be homeless but neither of us is dumb
Now let’s get back to the infant son and the fear of it’s adolescence
Because as we know children can often be rambunctious and rude
In the heat of mid-day we suffer an adult son’s insolence
And being fully grown it only treats us kindly when its in the mood
© 2011.….free cee!
It’s a sad way to remember “Old Elvis,”
a man who did more than most with his pelvis.
Must have moved it to a feverous Las Vegas pitch,
trying to move his last fried PB and banana samitch!
The “KING” died on the throne!
Elvis Aron Presley was from the period of time,
of the coolest with slicked back black hair,
and he could shake those legs at singin' time...
Yea! the people loved him everywhere,
He'd curl that lip, let his back-bone slip,
and make the girls scream out loud, real wild!
He'd shake his hips, twist 'n' dip,
in rhythm he'd croon the croud,
No matter where he'd go, nearly every heart he'd seize,
and Elvis stole the show, even in his movies,
Yea! Elvis stole the show, everywhere he'd go,
and Elvis is still the King of good ol' rock and roll!
We'll always love his blues, rock 'n' roll too,
the ol' time hits the radio still plays,
His blue suede shoes and other awesome tunes,
matched his charismatic ways,
He'd shake his hips, twist 'n' dip,
in rhythm he'd croon the crowd,
he'd curl that lip, let his backbone slip,
and make the girls screams out loud, real wild,
No other voice could sing, yes, I'll have you know,
like Elvis.....the king, of good ol' rock and roll!
Yea! Elvis stole the show, and my heart and soul,
and Elvis is still the king....of good ol' rock and roll!!!!
Those rhinestone suits, flashy shoes and boots,
Go cat, go cat, go-o-o-o-o-o!
When Elvis sang he rocked and he rolled.
His fans jumped up and shimmied, I'm told.
The folks in Tupelo
got all shook up below,
like devils and demons got a hold.
Hair black as snow's
An awkward crooked.
Smile, to boot his stiffer
Upper lips of red wine.
His gorgeous swagger,
Lingered all the young
Girls battle to snuff
About. Songs of the KING of rock n' roll
Love me tender, jailhouse rock,
Girl happy, Frankfort special,
Blue Hawaii, g.i. Blues. Ect.
His voice left you wanting
More ELVIS PRESLEY,
GRACELAND is the true,
KING of ROCK N' ROLL.
His music will NEVER DIE:
It's an inspiration that will,
And has lasted a decade entirely
Forever.
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Sponsored by: Michael J. Falotico
16th of August 2022 45 years ago
Elvis Presley Died.
I’ll always think of you
now I’m wild in the country,
you know I’m just a poor boy
in Memphis Tennessee,
lonely without my lover doll,
trying to patch it up,this life!
Paralyzed I am, yet please
tell me why, when one night
with you in the ghetto,
when my blue moon turns to gold again
leaves me all shook up.
I know! It’s the wonder of you
not only your blue suede shoes
but your burning love,that gives
me no time to reconsider baby.
Hope! You’ll always
wear my ring, I’m sure you know
I’m playing for keeps,
so, baby let’s play house
no one sided love affair here,
because you’re young and beautiful
and that’s alright when the
next step is love, especially
without suspicious minds.
No Heartbreak Hotel, for us
just a promise of Love me tender,
Whilst loving you.
SUN RECORDS
still missing you
so much joy in the fifties
how can one forget
a teenager and Memphis
good old Sam, there for them all.
© Harry J Horsman 2022
Revamp and plus on my 'Missing You' Poem
posted here 12 years ago.
Song Titles in Bold
Cool Fact: Elvis Presley holds the record for the most platinum certificates issued by the RIAA, with 70. Elvis Presley's records spent a cumulative total of 1,155 weeks on the UK singles chart since his first hit Heartbreak Hotel released on May 11, 1956.
Everything went crazy when Elvis came upon the scene.
Ladies loved his sexy style; with controversy, he made history.
'Viva Las Vegas', one of his many films, put him up on the big screen.
In all the world, an icon and the King of Rock was he,
Shaking his Elvis pelvis so provocatively!
Perpetually has Elvis Presley’s huge estate
Remained one of the richest of celebrities we prize.
Even now, he’s the singer that most folks impersonate.
So handsome was this star with jet black hair and ice blue eyes.
‘Love Me Tender’ easily could make
Each and every young girl swoon.
Yesterday till today, still idolized, he died much too soon.
May 13, 2023
for The Elvis Presley Inspiration Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Robert James Liguori
I Grew Up on Country Music
When Rock and Roll was king
My friends all liked the Beatles
But, that was not my thing
I liked to hear the fiddle
To hear the joy burst from the strings
I Grew Up on Country Music
When Rock and Roll was king
I remember me and Grandad
Listening to the radio
We would listen to the Opry
While my friends went to the show
Johnny Cash, The Gatlins,
Grandpa Jones, and Old Hank Snow
I was raised on country music
I just wanted you to know
I loved the feeling I would get
when I heard a country tune
Singing about trucks and girls
And a golden Tennessee Moon
Charlie Daniels, Jimmy Dean
The Judds, and Roger Miller
Willie, Waylon, Tom T. Hall
and Jerry Lee...the Killer
I Grew Up on Country Music
When Rock and Roll was king
My friends all liked the Beatles
But, that was not my thing
I liked to hear the fiddle
To hear the joy burst from the strings
I Grew Up on Country Music
When Rock and Roll was king
Country lost it's western
and Rock it lost it's roll
But, still old country music
Those tunes just made me whole
I learned all of the lyrics
And I love to hear them sing
I grew up on Country Music
When Rock and Roll was King
I Grew Up on Country Music
When Rock and Roll was king
My friends all liked the Beatles
But, that was not my thing
I liked to hear the fiddle
To hear the joy burst from the strings
I Grew Up on Country Music
When Rock and Roll was king