Bluff City

Pink Palace CC BY-SA 3.0

Memphis was never really my “hometown”

Though I studied and resided there

I’d pass along its streets familiar

Magnolia and jasmine in the air

Its pyramid was brand new back then

Unlike its palace, bubblegum pink

I’d visit such sites, spotlighted for fame,

Then head for Shoney’s, ice tea to drink

I since have journeyed away so far

Like a scarecrow on a brick road yellow

Memphis memories now dimmed by time’s fog

Drifting by like Mississippi sand, in a current mellow.

 

Padre

 

Paint Chip Poetry Prompt #25 homegrown poem: using  jasminespotlightfog, bubblegumpyramidscarecrow, and sand

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