When Elvis raised
A weary hand
To thirteen steps
Goodbye to fans
From tarmac to
The Lisa Marie
Plane door open
Could you not see ?
Head was lowered
The spirit gone
A silent ghost
But still a man
Sadness drenched
Each slow step
The show is over
Do not forget.
As plane takes off
To clouds and sky
Destiny says
A last goodbye
To walls which murmur
Graceland speaks
Trapped by fame
Deprived of sleep.
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Author:
nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson) (
Online) - Published: July 14th, 2026 03:15
- Comment from author about the poem: When Elvis Presley climbed the steps to his plane Lisa Marie shortly before his death
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Comments1
A wonderful tribute to a great performer and artist. Nicely done
thanking you much appreciated
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