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city of rainbows

03Jun2019
POEM
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i left my heart in San Francisco 
left my heart in the city of rainbows 
left it in the violin case at the train station
had to shed a tear the way that Japanese man was playin

i ran out of money to give him
he didn’t want what i got at the dispensary 
i left my heart there too, admittedly 
i left my heart in Little Italy 
i left my heart in Chinatown
it’s been too long, i don’t think i can find it now
i left it on a plate with some sesame chicken
it feel like the best of me is missin
but i think i’m just missin 
San Francisco 
i left my heart in the flower 
you wore in your hair
left my heart in the warm showers 
and the cool air 
left my heart in the bar with the original Mai Tai 
must’ve left it somewhere when i was high as the sky 
left my heart in the murals on the buildings
left it at the march with the immigrant children
left it in the Spanish words on their signs 
and with the birds on the telephone lines
i left my heart in a pelican’s beak
i left my heart in your delicate features

i left my heart in San Francisco 
left my heart in the city of rainbows
left it in the violin case at the train station 
had to shed a tear the way that man was playin


3 responses to “city of rainbows”

  1. Gaby Bedetti says:

    sounds a little beat, Patrick; your poem’s got rhythm

  2. The rhyming and imagery work well for this; it takes me back to my visit in S.F. (although I did not leave my heart there).

  3. Debbie Cooper says:

    Yes, you do have the Beat! Love this. I think Ferlinghetti turned 100 this year!

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