Monroe Poems - Poems about Monroe

For the glamorous Marilyn Monroe Completely out of their minds men would go Her hour glass figure Sent them a-dither When her two beauties were out there on show. Marilyn wished to be star, perchance Through dangerous years she’d act, sing...Read the rest...

For 'Guess Who' contest sponsored by Margarita Lillico Born in the abode of the angels, a blooming rose beautiful and coy; Glance even from different angles, as always you were a world of joy; You rose to dizzy heights and...Read the rest...

I can feel your inner pain although I know this can’t be so, running through my own veins after many years of your soul leaving this world for so much more It’s been almost sixty-two years...Read the rest...

In glamor-light of sunset a new crowd of cumulus clouds arrive and revive a sepia sky-scene— unworldly woolgatherers gather spinning fantasy fluff into quixotic yarns of debutantes dancing with honeymoon hunger; their dewy eyes blurred by the sawdust of stardust pseudo-princess-pleasure-seekers —drama daring...Read the rest...

Even Marilyn Monroe had work done She is beauty with or without blonde Hairs and cares of movie star heights Perhaps her pain made her bigger than life She is a thick beauty we admire today Crushed by it all...Read the rest...

Monroe was always up before dawn got too deep cookin' coffee and bacon while we're still asleep When five o'clock rolled around he'd ring that damn bell Many a morning I'd liked to send him to hell...Read the rest...

Marilyn and Elvis, iconic, and well-loved, cherished, beloved. Loved and beloved in the same sentence? Only for these two. They both have a vulnerability and a tragic back story Elvis had to live for his twin, Aaron, who...Read the rest...

Twirling my truth like the tornado that I can be I do not care, expect, or anticipate you catching up with me. I can be cruel, crass, and crabby for sure. Know there is the other side too-...Read the rest...

What I love about Star Trek isn’t the plots or even the characters, It’s their casual, daily use of fantastic technologies (think replicators) - for them, the ordinary. It mirrors our own banal use of...Read the rest...

Marilyn Monroe type, she’s a right bombshell on ice, with windblown red dress, mademoiselle. Raven gloves flying high. Snow-white skates fleck blue sky. Pony show’s feral and free for...Read the rest...

Way past midnight now, her mind is getting crowder, How are you doing these days? How things have been? Little girl from broken home, No one knew and no one cared. Pillow fights and age 11, Memories that she had shared. "New...Read the rest...

They told me the Gospel spoke about Him. I've searched Dan to Beersheba but could not find the women he festered. They asked why I can't see what they see, I told them my head is too...Read the rest...

Sassy Lady A blond bombshell beauty, Sensual cornflower blue eyes That dropped men to their knees I watched that Sassy lady one night On the southwest corner Of Lexington Avenue And 52nd street In a white dress I listen...Read the rest...

The world without you is horrendous and sad.             Without you, beauty is almost nothing             beauty tries to show itself and insists             but without you, it remains blurred...Read the rest...

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