Analysis of ELVIS AARON PRESLEY



His followers journeyed
From far across the seas,
For their beloved icon
Was where they longed to be.

Born in Tupalo, in a shotgun shack
A one-room house
That was never a home,
All they had to eat were crumbs.
Yet somehow the family got by
Their love for each other
Just could not die.

As a father, he ruled supreme
The father of the century,
He would have given his life
And given up his fame
If only he'd been asked to
By young Lisa Marie.
For to Elvis his daughter
Was his everything,
His reason for living
His inspiration to sing.

A million singers ape his style
Not one has his talent,
He's the king of music
The rock and roll messiah!
An idol while living
A legend now he's gone,
A singer who a legion say
Can never be wrong,
His fame keeps on growing
And will ever be strong.

He had many women in his life
And for a while, he took a wife,
But company perhaps was
His single greatest need.
His beloved mother's death
Had left him badly scarred,
The only thing his lovers really desired
Was a piece of his fame,
To share in his name and
Sleep with a megastar.

The great man inspired
A million artists,
You can detect his style
In a billion discs,
Writers are still penning
Many songs about him,
A million years from now
His discs will be playing,
For this man's great legend
Can never ever die.

A billion people mourned his death
The passing of his final breath,
I'd write an ode
And with music too,
As a final salute to
This glorious man.
However, poetry is
My chosen field,
But I know that Elvis
Would surely understand.

THE END
© Copyright 2021, Philip Roberts
Melbourne, Victoria, Australia


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Closest metre Iambic trimeter
Characters 1,538
Words 303
Sentences 13
Stanzas 8
Stanza Lengths 4, 7, 10, 10, 10, 10, 10, 3
Lines Amount 64
Letters per line (avg) 20
Words per line (avg) 5
Letters per stanza (avg) 157
Words per stanza (avg) 38

About this poem

Written soon after the death of Elvis in August 1977.

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Written on 1977

Submitted by PHIL_ROBERTS on August 30, 2021

Modified on March 05, 2023

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I turn 65 on the 31st of January 2022. I love cats, rock music, and horror fiction and poetry more…

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