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) (
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- 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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Comments6
A wonderful tribute to a great performer and artist. Nicely done
thanking you much appreciated
You are most welcome Norman
The last ascent. An excellent atmosphere🕊️🙏
much appreciated, thanks my friend
Most welcome 🙏🏻🕊️
oh u got a talent right there its so wonderful
most kind, always appreciated . thanking you
Good write N. There's a guy in our area nicknamed Elvis - or what Elvis would sort of look like now, in his early 70's.
Ahh, 13 steps to the bus stop for that bus that never comes. lol.
as Elvis would say Thank You Very Much lol
My friend, those "thirteen steps" immediately caught my attention. They become so much more than stairs...they feel like the distance between the life everyone saw and the man who had almost nothing left to give. Beautifully done, Norman. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
thanking you and always much appreciated my friend
A very well crafted poem. I appreciate the read.
thanking you, always appreciate the read
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