Silent partners,
perfectly-bound,
in cinema and in sound…
A unique genetic contract,
witnesses that
one will never
sell-out the other….
… on any grounds.
For, Loyalty is their signature.
Love, is their banner.
Truth, the roof over their hearts.
Courtesy, their uniform.
Civility, their Art.
Faith, their spoken Word.
Authentic, is their endeavour.
A band of Brothers.
A bond, like no other.
Indelibly-linked,
forever.
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Women of Grace,
dynamic elegance,
diverse style,
adopted me into their hearts,
like their unknown child…
…covered me in narratives
of life and love
of a man, of a star,
who has always been one with them,
whether near or far…
One glorious venue,
united in sound,
creatively dressed-to-the-nines,
all around,
pulsed with drumbeats and patterns,
soul-stories in song
and bound this community,
all night long…
Call and responsiveness,
laughter and tenderness,
Truth and Transparency,
pain-painted lyrics stressed
nothing was being held back…
No message was lost in one note of a track…
Metaphors, similes,
soared to the rafters,
pleased all who had, long, left their seats…
some dancing,
some pouring their tears into words,
which described life’s rich triumphs
and subtle defeats.
In one breath,
then, next,
inspiration and joy sent them soaring,
as memories rolled down their cheeks.
Peace, mixed with pace,
transfixed in this space…
… as the room smiled,
the precious group glowed…
… and an army of Family,
legion of Fans,
joined their South London Champion,
in toasting,
to all that was shared…
… making merry, as the saying goes…
They were beautiful,
powerful,
this M.G.A…
… his Most Glorious Aficionadoes.
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This piece is written in thanks of and dedicated to the incomparable M.G.A, who have blessed me with their welcome, inspired me with their support of Matt Goss and overwhelmed me with their response to my memories! You have all contributed to making my maiden voyage into the Gossy experience, entirely unbeatable!
XXX
Fledgling youth,
with, not yet, wings to fly…
…in sweltering sweatbox summers,
gave ear to tense disc-overy of
a stellar, sonic boom,
adding shine to the sun,
light to the moon.
Unique,
as a flake of gilt-glazed snow,
her voice,
at once, a two-edged sword
of thundered testimonials,
before a whispering gallery,
of honeydew refrains,
poured Glory into each prophetic note.
Stacked midst words,
the silence drawn, was her artistic choice.
Borne of boundless Creativity,
a treasury of inner wisdom,
glistening and profound,
drew out the “Limitless”, in me.
Phonic airplay, on repeat,
her soaring melodies
gave rise to memories,
firm friends,
through onset womanhood.
Now, Heaven’s eagles,
tuneful echoes, circle overhead
and spiral Spiritual Good.
Forever Love, Respect and Gratitude,
from this one,
to a Universal Queen,
whose Legacy, is Just and Right,
though, out of sight,
her Gospel Truth
will always be
the purest Soul crescendo,
always be
alive
and heard
and understood.
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