In the City of the Three Kings

[Jarlsbane - Michael Ray Cotner]

strains of eclectic jazz
night air glowing blue
neon sizzling
ticklin' finger tips
between tennesee sips
in the city of the three kings
walking broken-glass streets
smilin' past people you meets
music makin' everyboby friends
hand in hand
no dancin' class matters
when grabbin ass flatters
and your girl's rockin'
with the band
lost somewhere between
mustang sally or
I have a dream
just wantin'
to hear her scream
a carriage ride later
and a slow elevator
in the city of the three kings


Over two years ago I had the distinct pleasure to attend a book fair in Memphis Tennesee. Many of my EP friends were there and we all developed a strong bond. I tried for months afterward to write a decent poem about that weekend but my muse refused to respond. I was relegated to reading many of your marvelous poems recounting our shared experiences unable to write one of my own. Until a couple weeks ago. Out of the blue I wrote the above posted poem. I have no clue where it came from or for what reason the muse chose this particular time to remember Memphis. Forgive me if I took some liberty with actual events to create a slightly more edgy poem.

[Jonathan Morey Weiss-Namaste47]

Wherever it came from, it knew itself and expressed itself through you, Michael. Great flow, great time, great memories..........Let's do it again.....

[Jo Lynn Ehnes]

Yes, let's...that's the last vacation I've had and such glorious memories of all of you, I think we're due. Wonderful poem, Michael

[mfwilkie]

Wow, Michael, this stirs up so many images from that trip.

Nice piece and worth the wait.

A thought on your opening.

strains of eclectic jazz—
the night air glowing blue
with neon sizzle

Okay, everyone! On the bus and back to the café!!

JoLynn's driving!!

[Jo Lynn Ehnes]

yeah right, the one eyed, depth perception queen....don't think you want me in charge of the driving. I'll be the driver distractor, how's that!!!

[dmtimney]

How fortunate that the names were omitted to protect the, ahem...innocent! Ha! Y'all know who you are! Excellent capture of those moments, Big Bro...I told you it would come back to you ( what, you expect this woman not to say I told you so, they'd rip up my membership card!) Personally, I'm not volunteering to drive, but I'll pitch in on carriage ride.

Wonderful title, wonderful fun flow, great time!

~Sis

[mfwilkie]

You most definately are not driving, Donna Marie!!!!!

[Jarlsbane - Michael Ray Cotner]

Mags? you ain't drivin either!! darlin, you have absolutely no right to be criticising anyone else's driving!! I know! lol

[Jo Lynn Ehnes]

Damn, looks like we're walking again....quick Donna, grab that carriage

[mfwilkie]

I, who drove you to castles and a National Geographic centerfold?

Where's the love?

[Ron Wallace (Scotshawk)]

Ahh, the fond memories of that fair city, We do need to do it again. I have an affinity for horses, maybe I should drive.

Love the title, Jarls, love the rhythmic bounce of the poem, only nit I caught was the missing 's' in Tennessee. Good stuff