poetry

A Found Poem Inspired by Elvis

Yesterday marked 35 years since Elvis’ untimely passing. I know I’m a day late, but what better day than a Friday to celebrate The King? Here’s a found poem I wrote comprised entirely of titles from a good number of his songs:

You don’t have to say you love me
            a found poem crafted from titles of songs Elvis Presley sang
Apron strings, a pocketful of rainbows,
the grass won’t pay no mind.  Baby, let’s play
house. A boy like me, a girl like you, even the bullfighter
was a lady.  How would you like to be rubberneckin’
in blue Hawaii while little sister is shopping
around?  There ain’t nothing like a song wearin’
that loved look.  The wonder of you, your blue
suede shoes, it’s impossible to make the world
go away.  I want you, I need you, I love
you, and though it’s a sin, kiss me quick
in the Kentucky rain.  I’ve never been
to Spain, I didn’t make it on playing guitar. Write to me
from Naples, surrender until it’s time for you
to go. It’s now or never in this heartbreak hotel,
just let me make believe for a while.  Suspicious
minds, don’t be cruel, even a house that has everything
is a house of sand, and now and then
there’s a fool such as I.
I’d love to hear your Elvis memories!
Advertisements

9 thoughts on “A Found Poem Inspired by Elvis

  1. Two memories, beyond that moment on the evening of August 16, 1977, are always there. Sitting in the backseat of my folks' car at a drive-in when the opening notes and credits for "Follow That Dream" came up on the window speaker and big screen in the Summer of '62, and the December '68 black leather suit Elvis of the famous Comeback Special. Some clever and cool work here, Andee! 🙂 xo

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s