Long Tupelo Poems

Elvis Aaron Presley, Elvis, came from poor beginnings
born in Tupelo, Mississippi to Vernon and Gladys
this boy loved the gospel music in church . . . . 
at thirteen his family moved to Memphis, Tennessee 
when...

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Such a nose had Ol’ Blue.
Best in south Missouri... everybody knew.
Could smell a pheasant across the plain.
Could point a covey in a hurricane.
That’s the way the legend goes.
Ol’ Blue had a “magic nose.”
 
As Blue got...

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Prisoners of their own success

Their world now micro-sized

Fan adulation to excess

Their love is just disguised

Their objects of affection

Live their lives inside a bubble

Leaving their prison, though it's self imposed

Could bring them worlds of trouble

A truck...

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Yet with the recent collapse of the garden estate, Abe knew
The devil had appeared down, in, up out the chimney flue
As a result Eve had lost the Rose, petals fallin' to the ground
His brother Cain...

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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...

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The last letter by James Ottawa



Journal Entry

4005



December 

28th

1986



In this crazy long night

Like all the many others



Before I lost my beloved child's mother

In 75'



Whenever God shines his white light

Through the Moon



To my tiny window in Tupelo,...

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In nineteen thirty five, in the eighth of January 
His kingship first saw light in Tupelo, Mississippi 
Under the Capricorn, there he met the sun shining 
The rising Sagittarius graced the light of his beginning...

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Music Memories

	I am flipping through my LP’s and forty-fives. Long ago memories captured for posterity. I look at the cover art, lost in today’s digital world. As I go through them, I think of the...

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(A lone voice whispers)

It's early morning as I stand here in our old bedroom 

Listening to my old friends the robins, blackbirds, and thrushes 

The twitterings, tweeting and chirps of wild birds

That now live in...

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I went out to a bar last night
It was empty except for one
So I struck up some conversation
Askin “man where are you from?”

He said “I’m from Two Pillow, Mississippi
A small town, deep down South”
Clearly he...

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JUST ANOTHER ANNOYANCE 
From:	Jeff Cohen View Contact	
To:	cjbell@att.net 	



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Browse Notes
DID YOU SEE JAY? (THERE ARE ONLY A SELECT FEW WHO GET THAT TITLE)
by free cee dec. 12, 2011 at 5:20am 
i like playing games but...

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In depth of woods how autumn dazzles, swirling beauty of ornate décor,
Waltzing with ochre hickory, birch; whirling flaxen moods of sycamore,
Gracing my view upon blazing foothills, where vistas gamboge scroll,
Bedecking maples, swaying rhythms, with fiery...

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Playing crazy golf, eating candy-floss, 
Sniffing glue behind the bleachers,

You bang on the side of the transistor,
Suddenly it comes to life; ‘Tupelo Honey’.
You nod your head as you lick the Rizla;
 
‘I don’t want this...

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THE MAGIC OF HONEY
IS IN THE AIR.
HONEY BEES,
ARE EVERYWHERE.

AROUND THE WORLD.
BLOSSOMING TREES.
YOU'LL FIND BUSY
HONEY BEES.

AMBROSIAL FLOWERS
OF COLORS AND SHADES.
WHERE HONEY BEES,
ARE BUZZING  AWAY.

OVER A THOUSAND,
DIFFERENT HONEY'S,
SOME SO RARE,
THEY'RE LOTS OF MONEY.

SOME ARE SMOOTH,
SOME ARE...

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Jelly roll

Watch em fall
Sadness of a lost season 
No time to reach out and touch a life or a song

Jelly roll
Theres so much a child in you
Things we talk about appear nothing extreme
But although ...

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I remember long ago
Every year we would go
Northern Mississippi
a piece from Tupelo
Ackers of land 
My childhood did know

Children of the daughters
in our grandmothers trust 
every summer we spent
from before we could lust
picked peas by the...

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MUSICAL PASSION
Music is the living soul 
And beating heart of humanity.
It lights my fire of passion
Or tames my restless spirit.

Music calls me to live, taste, feel and see.
The spark of hope and change is ignited.
I...

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AUTUMN  TREES~~

Swoosh----------
the lightly cool yet ever warm breeze

Dancing are the...
Aspen
       Baldcypress
Black Tupelo
       Japanese Maple
Red Maple
       Sassafras
...

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Food and Elvis 

I had opened a can of low fat rice-pudding and was 
watching a food program, a big cook off in Tupelo.  
Elvis father, Vernon, once built a small house here, 
it...

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HESPERUS' NIGHTMARE

  "For thirty-three years I have served in the Legislature.  Every now and then, you simply give the citizens what they want."  -  Representative Steve Holland, D-Plantersville, Mississippi State Legislature...

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October Spice

Inspired October creates a recipe
For a sumptuous feast
A bouquet garni of paprika hued orange tupelo,
A fete of fragrant cinnamon shades in russet umber oaks,
Sprinkling tinges of savory gold in dancing ginger aspens
Then blending bits...

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Oh, splendorous, spectacular, resplendent autumn!

Boldly you dye cypress ~ flaunting ochre, cinnamon,
Yellowing sugar-maple, glazing tangerine emotions,

As scarlet winds warble in accents of majestic aspens,
Responding in purple whispers, tupelo leaves flutter

Reminiscing in revelries evoked by red-oak...

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hey, everybody, this is old Billy Bob, here
over there in them cute Billy Jeans
well, I just woke up this morning
and looked up towards the sky blue mirror
meanwhile, down the road, 
I see an image of...

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lights is a beautiful sight
music in the air , no has forgotten you've been there.
laughter of the children smiles upon their faces, little cars and barbie doll cases, 
watching as little boys and girls began...

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Red maple reddening still further
Yellow and green hug in arbour
Shadow of sugar maple in water
Pink murmur in aroused lake

Black tupelo in colour avalanche
Many a shade on the same radiant branch
Magenta and orange in chocolate romance
In...

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