Say hello to the sidewalk
shake hands with the stars
cementing charisma
with Max Factor’s scars.
Make up in the movies
and fight in your life
divorced from the real world
in Hollywood’s strife.
Set sail on a greyhound
of paramount dreams
down highways unknown
to the crème de la cream.
With history of boulevard
fortune foretold
of celluloid faces
who did fit the mold.
A star only shone
with the flash of a bulb
in light of the trades
a life story is told.
Premieres of an era
no longer we see
‘neath gables and Grauman’s
and what used to be.
Yet bombshells still capture
the hearts of all men
in hopes that one Harlow
make comeback again.
The system no longer
where once was a roar
a lion now sleeps
with the wind gone its core.
Romantics of yesteryear
immortal fair
still pick at all hopes
of a castle in air.
Marbled the footprint
of all stages doors
forever make sunsets
on cutting room floors.
A concrete remembrance
for those we have known
in Hollywood’s memory
of stars cast in stone.


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