2nd found Poem---The stars I don't give a second glance

The Stars I Don't Give a Second Glance


Oh the days here are silvered and sunny.
And the nights hold a thick, magnolian romance.
And I guess that the lesser gods would
count me as 'lucky'. . .
But the stars. . .I don't give a second glance.


So I live now in a leaf-filled, pine palace. . .
no walls will you find around me!
And I drink deep of life
from this gold-plated chalice
in my own falsely rose-tinted reality.


And as the music grows dim,
I fear the last note is done. . .
But. . .this heart that is haunted
still BEATS LIKE A DRUM
Just waiting
to be heard by
Someone.