Welcome to My Poetry Site
A Baby Cries
The bike broke down,
my money gone,
Beale Street calling
-Memphis in my dreams
The diner's empty,
last quarter found,
the jukebox playing
-Memphis in my dreams
The waitress smiles,
she's off at six,
her place a walk
-Memphis in my dreams
The kindness of strangers,
a baby cries,
the sun's come up
-Memphis in my dreams
(Dreamsleep: March, 2020)
my money gone,
Beale Street calling
-Memphis in my dreams
The diner's empty,
last quarter found,
the jukebox playing
-Memphis in my dreams
The waitress smiles,
she's off at six,
her place a walk
-Memphis in my dreams
The kindness of strangers,
a baby cries,
the sun's come up
-Memphis in my dreams
(Dreamsleep: March, 2020)
Comment On This Poem --- Vote for this poem
A Baby Cries
A Baby Cries