"gordy" poems
Gazing south as if some wise, well worn fisherman,leaning against the wroughted railed pier in all its victorian, gordy, standing, splendor.
Warmed and held by the summer sun as close as shared spoon-cuddled arms.
On thermal air, calls and laughter rise from towelled steaked plots
blinding and shading the razor sharp hungry sea-gulls eye from flakey white flesh in all its golden battered salt-shuck sharpness,
competeing on the nose with hand-held melting creamyness, as they waft and weave gently by.
Below the slatted sound , the magic hypnotic spell of lapping waves lift and tilt me on a day dream of youthful lost love.
To a day we made our sun run in all its lazyness, dimming the enviour moon in its wake and kissing still the hands on the pasty-face black towering clock
As time slipped way and was some where else.
With worn drift wood and tingleling toes you defaced the sand with a graphity the council tryed but couldn't erace.
And there it lies still, benieth the smooth pebbled shore,
kissed each day with salty tears and remembered sighs.
A fearful screaming siren pieces the soft English air, Its doppled blast, chilling, pushing, demanding its screeching way through the brain, to some others pained, tear filled day,
then fades on the breeze.
A sun blushed child frowns through pink Brighton rock lips and eyes as blue as the sea, a secert smile is shared as if in that innocence I knew that one magic day she will run on skipping painted toes and giggles sweet to etch for him in soft blank sand her love on this dreamy day beach.
So off the sea and off the pier I strole, absorbed and lost among the tripping faced crowd,into the sun dipped west and home alone.
Yet knowing you will remain forever mine, held in crystal dimonded grains, whilst around the bitter -sweet changing tides ebb and flow
down
through
the
years.
Feb 25, 2011
Feb 25, 2011 at 1:41 AM UTC
His warmth seems to come through.
It shows in all his videos.
Where you'll find the coolest Temptations wearing a smile?
His false falestta hid his tenor tones.
But in the songs his voice made them rings.
Whether it was Paul Williams or David Ruffin singing.
Even when he was out front you reconized the man.
Eddie Kendricks smile was front and center.
It's part of his personality you'll remember.
From Why You Wanna Make Me Blue?
All the way to Just My Imagination too.
You felt the sincerity with each song.
Even during his solo years.
You still felt a connection to him.
From Honey Brown to Keep On Truckin'.
You realize his importance.
Berry Gordy founded Motown that's true.
Except Eddie Kendricks contribution help it to grow.
This a lot of fans show recognized and know.
It just wasn't Smokey.
Even those he help everybody's along.
Dec 5, 2012
Dec 5, 2012 at 7:29 AM UTC
Wealth, we imagine.
Not something we chase, but something we would take.
Many of us are rich and it has nothing to do with monetary things.
Love, many men seek.
Hoping for ways to keep the one they love happy.
Seeking ways to offer her gifts.
Essentially, we are a poor boy with a dream.
We seen celebrities once was one.
Hoping to make our mother happy in several ways.
Seeking things of interest to make us participate in the dream.
Elvis, Sinatra, the Beatles too.
Once was poor boys with a dream.
Berry Gordy, Smokey Robinson and host of others once was poor a poor boy with a dream.
Riches comes from your accomplishments.
And many times money's not involved.
But if blessings should be fall upon you.
Then you imagine all the things you would do.
But you must be content on having nothing.
To be able to deal with having something.
Money can turn many into a wicked soul.
When at one time, they had nothing at all.
Except , being a poor boy with a dream.
Dec 17, 2013
Dec 17, 2013 at 9:03 AM UTC
I created a couple on Sims, once.
They were so fantastically in love.
Together they made Gabby,
And a roughling, named Danny.
And, they all lived together,
In Flat 1.
One day, the dad dropped the kids at school,
And, off he went, to work.
I let Taylar, the mum, cheat,
With a stud, on repeat.
Now, I’m just waiting,
‘Cause I know what will come.
Gordy, the dad, who’s still in the dark,
Went to meditate in the park,
There, he saw Taylar,
With Benny, the sailor.
Cue, the planned brawl,
In the street.
Gordy, the dad,
When it was done, had won.
Taylar, crawled back, so sweetly.
But Gordy’s no fool,
He said they were through,
And, sat her junk out on the street.
Taylar the *****
Went down to the bank,
To clear out Gordy’s account.
But, smart Gordy had listened,
And, cleared out his pension -
Knocked Taylar right off her feet.
So, now, Taylar’s reflecting,
And Gordy’s out flexing,
His muscles he found,
In pastime.
Gabby, so sweet, has started to teach,
While, Danny leads group rock climbs.
Soon enough -
Mum’ll find a new beau,
Dad - a darling, in tow.
Everyone broken -
Now mended.
They all will be fine,
Everything works, in due time,
By the point, at which the story has ended.
Jul 27, 2011
Jul 27, 2011 at 12:18 PM UTC
Wealth, we imagine.
Not something we chase, but something we would take.
Many of us are rich and it has nothing to do with monetary things.
Love, many men seek.
Hoping for ways to keep the one they love happy.
Seeking ways to offer her gifts.
Essentially, we are a poor boy with a dream.
We seen celebrities once was one.
Hoping to make our mother happy in several ways.
Seeking things of interest to make us participate in the dream.
Elvis, Sinatra, the Beatles too.
Once was poor boys with a dream.
Berry Gordy, Smokey Robinson and host of others once was poor a poor boy with a dream.
Riches comes from your accomplishments.
And many times money's not involved.
But if blessings should be fall upon you.
Then you imagine all the things you would do.
But you must be content on having nothing.
To be able to deal with having something.
Money can turn many into a wicked soul.
When at one time, they had nothing at all.
Except , being a poor boy with a dream.
Dec 17, 2013
Dec 17, 2013 at 9:03 AM UTC
The AAA guide says Jesse and Frank James
jumped Devil's Gulch on horseback to outrun
the Northfield posse. A must see locale.
Though that story has largely been debunked,
Splitrock done built an small tourist industry
around the myth.
Gordy sits all summer long in a cabin
with no A/C, black flies on the screens
like dog hair on a furnace filter.
Gordy sits all summer long in a cabin
with a couple Coleman coolers filled
with all the best brands of soda,
Hawkin' the t-shirts and postcards
he didn't sell last year or the year before,
but that's ole' fly-swattin' Gordy.
He keeps a list of the origins of tourists,
that's all his talk down at the Sports Cabin,
where he sits all winter long.
Between sips and drips of foam above his lip,
he'll say "Norway, Pennsylvania, Mississippi,
Japan, Iceland, Kansas..."
He might ask you if you're gonna eat that.
The pizza got cold anyway - so why not.
Plus he knows what Gloria did yesterday.
He gave a '57 Chrysler to his 10 year old granddaughter,
but she lost it after the divorce.
Her dad signed the title and left the state.
I guess that's about the state of things around here,
disappointed tourists, skunked out beer,
cold pizza, the little girl who lost her
dad and her car on the very same day.
Aug 12, 2019
Aug 12, 2019 at 5:19 PM UTC
Say, Elvis, say south.
Say, Little Richard, say south.
Say, Jerry Lee Lewis, say south.
Say, BB King, say south.
Say, David and Jimmy, Ruffin says south.
Heck most of the Classic Five was southern born.
The message is within the history of these southern born artists.
Where all mention above is still highly praised?
Alabama, Georgia, and Kentucky too created a feeling still bringing news.
Wilson Picket aka the Wicked one.
Jame Brown and Jean Terrell heritage are within the southern region.
If you don't know nothing comes from the south without gaining your attention.
Did I mention Dolly Parton"
Conway Twitty aka Harold Jenkins and Porter Waggoner.
Something within the spiritual birth.
Check the history of Chess Records blues artist.
By the way even Berry Gordy.
Oct 14, 2018
Oct 14, 2018 at 10:42 PM UTC
So simple
Black
White
Orange
Green
On and on the colors go
Where they stop nobody knows
Only one can be mine
But
Which
One
Rectangle paper
you're lifeless
close to worthless
once you're mine
your priceless
to me you are important
all I need is you
sweet
lifeless
stupid
paper
By Gina Gordy
Mar 6, 2018
Mar 6, 2018 at 2:51 PM UTC
How?
It got started in surrounded by truth and myth.
But true lies in that Berry Gordy III started it.
William "Smokey" Robinson was the voice of hits from 1960 to around 1967 for others along with his fellow Miracles.
Mary Wells, Temptations, Brenda Holloway and more.
The changing of the composing guards of songwriters shined.
Holland-Dozier-Holland became the starts of the show of writing.
From 1964 until 1968 before departing.
Four Tops and Supremes hits reign on the charts making both acts major stars.
Sure hosts of others contributed Ashford/Simpson-Richard Morris-Sylvia Moy-Paul Riser-and Stevie Wonder.
Then raging roaring from the storm took over in the hands of Norman Whitfield/Barrett Strong from 1966 to 1974
But in between, we had Johnny Bristol-William Stevenson creating hits.
Jun 17, 2018
Jun 17, 2018 at 5:54 PM UTC
We hear constantly about Berry Gordy.
Yes, constantly.
Next, probably be Smokey.
Except, let's be real.
Every recording group that hit higher height contributed to the success of the company.
We very aware of the great composers/lyricists and producers.
Every Supremes there have ever been.
Were vital to the label staying vibrant.
Whether it was Diana or Jean the hits kept coming.
Who?
Can't recall the voice?
A man name David Ruffin.
A shadow in the background that rose to the vocal call to lead.
Made the group more known but stay a member of strength with Eddie and Paul.
The group just can't escape them.
Got more magnified with Dennis Edwards on lead.
Somehow, many has regulated Mary Wells to a lower level.
But it was her that placed the label in the spotlight.
We edit down, what we don't want known?
But many contributed to Motown success.
Stevie Wonder, Sylvia Moy, Clarence Paul, William Stevenson, the brothers of the Funk sound.
Marvin Gaye, Ivy Jo Hunter, Harvey Fugua, Johnny Bristol and all those that came later.
We know the success of Ashford and Simpson.
And truth be known and never spoken.
The label didn't start out trying to appear to a boarder market.
Just a company trying to make it.
Feb 2, 2019
Feb 2, 2019 at 11:21 PM UTC
I look in the distance, as if I hear some hearing
I can not understand, is it an eagle or a ghost?
The winds and storms reach the plank
Like in the Pchinski valley Prohor.
My soul is a bit dark
It's dark, but it's not embarrassing
My word is too liquid
As a prayer, meekly eternal.
Get the rain, touch me with water
In this world, gloomy and gordy
I dream of a valley and a flight with a stork
A forest wolf warns me with a strange code.
The shadows of my darkness, where you are hiding
Eagles fly high
My words are bothering somebody like black targets
Black enemies and you die ones.
When you look at my eyes, you see, there is darkness
In my life, no grass is green
In the dream is always horror and horror
My ants are lying on the chest.
Nov 13, 2018
Nov 13, 2018 at 8:03 AM UTC
We have had a Duke.
A count and a Queen, King and yes, a Prince.
All musical royalties.
We have had created scientists and doctors although many barely of their race know of them.
Until they venture out on their own to know more.
Say Charles Drew too many within his own race.
And you see a lost face.
We have had a Huff, a Gamble, and a Gordy too.
Record labels owned by ladies too.
There is something wonderful about this brown color hue.
We do go from light to dark.
And witnessed some of the greatest actors to be known.
We have been to space.
When some thought we never reached?
We have been discriminated against for decades and deny even eating seats.
I guess fools forget that money is green.
We have seen a Nation
We have seen the Panthers.
We support protesters too.
Still, question how Black Lives Matter is seen as a hostile group?
Then negative always comes from other owners' news.
Feb 21, 2021
Feb 21, 2021 at 12:13 AM UTC