A Deepest Love---Lost!!

A Deepest Love---Lost!!


He was born into poverty
On a dark Southern night
Tragedy had touched his life already
But he fought to hold on with all his might


Another baby like himself, lay by his side that night
But, went to Heaven to be with the Lord
Little did he know as he grew
One day he would be a "King", but scorned


He knew as he grew to be a man
Something was missing from his life
Except for the one, his Greatest Love
She was his 'Satin', she eased his strife


Now a man off to serve his country
His faithful followers all did cry
He promised he would return again
To stop the tears, they all did try


Tragedy struck his life again
Home he came brokenhearted
This "King" reduced to a child again
His tears would not stop, now started


His 'Satin', his Queen, had passed away
This "King" would never be the same
Without her in his life now
It all turned into a game


His love he gave to another
Called her his loving wife
But, even a child born to this "King"
Couldn't fill the void, 'Satin's' death left in his life


So it was, as time went on
Pain overtook his body and mind
The doctor became careless with the "King"
Pills for the pain, all over one could find


This "King" who was loved by millions
Let these people control his very being
Though he knew, he was on a downhill road
This "King" could not control this thing


One day he would be, in front of millions in love
Then he slept, days turned into the nights
This "King" was spiraling out of control
No one knew of his plight


A wife, divorced, a daughter of nine
Nothing could stop self-destruction
On he went, afterall he was "King"
Until one day, even with his power, nothing more could be done


At two seventeen, in the afternoon
On the same day his 'Satin' left this world
He too went to be with God above
And his story was all unfurled


" The King" was gone, on August 16th, 1977
The entire world cried oceans of tears
For no longer would we hear , nor see
The voice of Black Velvet, the perfect "King"
The ELVIS the world had loved for years....

©Dana Price

I seldom write a Preface or Postscript to my writing but, this year on January 8th, at 8:11PM he was born and would be 77. Today, August 16th, 2012 at 2:17PM , my Idol, "The King," will have been gone 35 years.This is my small tribute to him, my small way of saying....Thank you for the gift of You!!

Rest In Peace Elvis Arron PresleyJanuary 8th,1935-August 16th, 1977

Jessie Garron Presley( Twin Brother)January 8th, 1935- January 8th, 1935( Stillborn)

Her Forgetfulness Sea

Her Forgetfulness Sea

She would sit all by herself alone
See them fight all day and night
She would run and hide where they did not know
To find her, then she cried

Why did they do this to her
She did not know it was called abuse
She has so often wondered why
They had the alcohol for their excuse

So the little girl would go
To her magical place again
Only she knew where it was
She was with magical things in this land

She longed to be away from them
To know peace just for awhile
To be a Fairy and fly away
She just wanted to be what she was, a child

So she went and smiled for a little while
The things around her were so different there
She would play for as long as she could
Knowing not one worry or care

She would sit upon her rock
Watch the night's magic unfold around her
Laughing as a child should
Nothing would she try and blur

This was her place
Of tranquility and peacefulness
They could not touch her here
In her sanctuary of forgetfulness

She would have to go back she knew
But not right now you see
She was a fairy princess for awhile
Just the moon and magical things
In her 'forgetfulness sea'

©Dana Price

Gathered

Gathered

They gathered all of them
Famous and not so alike
They had something in common
The elders and the little tike

Their differences not so much
On this day
They were not famous or peasants
Had alot in common, some would say

Their common bond this day
Was really quite simple
Coming together each one
Some to talk and some to lull

But in the end, they shared
Each in their own way
The famous, and not, mother and son, the lot
They supped together that day

Maybe not all alike
But, not so different too
Just human beings in this world
Much like me and you.

© Dana Price

Enchanted

Enchanted

As I sat by that Waterfall
I felt a peace within
Something that is most times elusive to me
Until I pick up my pen
The feelings come, a life of their own
They bring mystical, magical things
As if I finally have found a home
In these magical thoughts that cling
Freely the thoughts and words come
Another world I enter into
A world with only Love
Fairies, flowers and roses sweet dew
The magic from the pen flows
Takes me far, far away
To castles, knights and unicorns
In the twilight of the day
Clouds softly float
So high above this place
I never want to go back
You see, I have never felt so safe
Then gentle raindrops start
To fall gently from the sky
As a child would I embrace them
As twin rainbows form, I want to fly
Alas I know, it cannot be
I realize this but, I start to sing
In my place of tranquility
In my fantasy land I will stay awhile, it is all so Enchanting.


©Dana Price
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Bound By Love

Bound By Love

The ties that bind are not of steel,
Links of chain so cold to feel.
They are not made of leather bands,
Or silken ropes-binding hands.
They are not cuffs that click in place,
Of satin threads there's not a trace.
Not spreader bars, or restraints bought,
No man-made thing against which is fought.
Instead they come from in the heart,
Binding one right from the start.
Chains of loyalty true and strong,
Keeping one where they belong.
Ropes of truth, and threads of trust,
All these things, they are a must.
Roses all around will be
Forever until eternity
Cry to the angels up above,
We are
Bound By Honor-Bound By Love.

©Dana Price

Moonlight

Moonlight



It streams across the sea upon my face
Softly outlining my being
The beam from the soft light, wisps up around me like an aura
Prisms of light dance in the mist
My eyes catch it and hold its radiance
Overwhelmed with its power,
Calling me with an irresistible melody of Hope
I have succumbed to its’ Beauty
The Moon has been my ally,
She gives me the power to feel my soul
She has helped me envelope it within my aura
My mind races with thoughts of Hope
I long for its’ contact, just to embrace
You see, Mother Luna has embraced me once again
Her charming and precious selflessness
She speaks of Love & Trust
The Moon is embracing me once again
And I look up and ask for my Hopes
This time to come true.

© Dana Price
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Beginning

Less Dreaming,
More Creating
Always an ink stained world
Your dreams of escape
Self made nightmares
Every ray of light chased out by the shadows
Tell me of your broken soul
Of the release so desperately awaited
Let me take in your words
Sweep up the pieces of yourself
Place them in the garden of the mind
Open the shades for a glimmer of golden hope
Stop this cycle of self inflicted mutilation
Warm yourself in the sun
Let me help you stand
Take strength from the faith I have in you
Beauty suffers, but should never cry defeat
So, from the depths of your pain
Let the crimson bleed away
Leave a white dove
A new beginning
Of self creation

©Dana Price