Best Monroe Poems
Screen goddess Marilyn Monroe
Rustling whirled dress with thighs that glow,
Her stockings were quite a plenty
To cover unshaved limbs, so hairy.
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The Tramp Persona
Who was this boy, a pauper born?
Existing in despair and continual forlorn
Scandalized, accused of communist sympathies
Encompassing both adulation, and social controversies
Charlie Chaplin how can I take you seriously?
Chucklesome slapstick injecting tragedy
Awkward, little mime tugging at the heartstrings
A cathodic empathy he brings
of all those around him, a famous clown
A wiggled walk, a cane, a grin, a frown
The Great Dictator, as plain as black and white
In the struggles against misfortune, the tramp persona typified
A virtuoso kid he found at a hall by chance
A four-year-old child, he saw him dance
A gift he gave to us, a sharing alliance
The Tramp who mastered the power of silence
I was hardly aware of a crisis because we lived in a continual crisis; and, being a boy, I dismissed our troubles with gracious forgetfulness. —Charlie Chaplin, on his childhood
Marylin Monroe “She was a tramp.”
Without her contracts at 20th Century Fox and Columbia (which had both been dropped) who were hungry for denial and headlines. Instead, Marilyn said this:
“I was broke and needed the money.
Why deny it? Tom Kelly’s racy nudes of me
You can get one [a calendar] anyplace.
Besides, I’m not ashamed of it, I’ve done nothing wrong
I was a week behind on the rent and it’s here where I belong
I’d never have done it if I’d known things would happen so fast in Hollywood for me.”
Her candor and honesty charmed everybody
You have this sense of having met a wounded little canary not a peacock. Only when you pick it up in your hand to comfort it … beneath the wounds, vulnerability, and innocence, you find raw strength, and a big heart—I Am Anaya
Lady And The Tramp
A warm and loving story
For dog lovers, in the sense of humor
A carefully nurtured cocker spaniel, Lady
Born in New York City a Baby boomer
Natural beauty overwhelming, a pedigree no vamp
And a rakish, debonair, freedom-loving wanderer
of a dog who wares no man's collar, Tramp
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 to the
Click, click, click
As she walks by
In high heels
Mesmerized
With the sway of her sexy hips
As she turns and walks away
With a glimmering
Spark in her eye
I can read her mind
To her surprise
Over a subway grate
Her dress is blown upward
With the blast of warm air
Embarrassed
She turns back
Looks my direction
With a playful flirtation
My excitement arouses
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Marilyn Monroe
American Actress
popular sex symbols of the 1950s and early 1960s
Lived: Jun 01, 1926 - Aug 05, 1962 (age 36)
The film; The Seven Year Itch,
Hearing an approaching subway train, Monroe stepped onto the grate, having her skirt blown high by the train passing underneath, saying “ooh do you feel the breeze from the subway, isn’t it delicious.” Minds across the country were simultaneously blown.
You stood on the stage and flashed your winning smile
The play had gone well, cast was ending their stay
I had eyes only for you and curtsy style.
Our eyes met for an instant, you looked away
But my heart didn’t look away as you left stage
I knew instantly I wanted to engage
You at the members rear door this night
With bouquet of flowers in hand and smile right.
I’d seen play three times before, what mattered that?
I came to see you and all else was nothing
You didn’t know me, but I left where I sat
and bought blossoms from young street girl’s offering
You came with your friends laughing so happily
Your voices and words sounding most merrily
I stood in your way with flowers in my hand
Giving you a smile hoping you’d stop and make stand
“Please take these flowers I give to you just now,
Your performance was outstanding, Miss Monroe,
The play’s wonderful but it’s to you I bow.
Your acting is natural, your words do flow
Like the sound of a sliver stream on its way,
Refreshing the sinews of my heart this day.
Tomorrow I’ll gladly see your play again
Tomorrow and tomorrow and once more then.”
7-1-17
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 she was lost by fate.
Your bones
Your skin ~
Your lips
Your hips ~
Your tango
Your mango ~
Your smile
Your style ~
Your sacred figure sing
You were everything ~
Marilyn Monroe
Marilyn Monroe
(born Norma Jeane Mortenson June 1, 1926, died August 5, 1962)
26.03.2019
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Marilyn Monroe
Wore no panties you know
Knew just how to impress
With the wind and that famous white dress
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Penned 28 May 2015
Lord, I pray that you aid this part of town.
There are many who walk around with frowns,
And are quite gifted. I'm asking that you
In their desiny get lifted. Some don’t realize they
Are and the many that do realize leave here
And go very far away for work in a new place
To stay. My sincere prayer is that the future blooms,
Where it is planted and with your help this place
Becomes enchanted. A place that the only title
That we are concerned with is being a child of God,
And that we develop a kingdom mindset, and that
This place is ran in that manner, that we put on
Not just for our city but for God’s kingdom,
That other parts of the world will benefit,
From our prayers, our giving, our church planting,
Cultural and educational venues, food menus,
Hospitality, family values and an infinite list of positivity
That you God will continue, that this place is,
Known all over the world for setting trends,
Not for the glory of self, not just for seeking
Wealth, but the kingdom of God gains stealth.
I pray that the leaders are restored.
I pray that the spirit of racism,
No longer drives this place to destruction.
I pray that people who left here in drear,
In attempts to break the curse of poverty,
To return to live here the way God wants them to,
On the best side of town, the southside,
Of Roe City, where people are talented,
And have often faced challenges.
I pray that preachers and teachers teach,
Uncompromised and differentiate instruction.
I pray that principals and teachers,
Really care about the pupils
Instead of their pockets
And that the goals are to propel
Them like rockets.
I pray that the kingdom mindset
Is something that this city gets,
Applies, synthesizes, and that Satan’s
Plans for Monroe will not win anymore,
And that there is togetherness,
And prosperity from door to door.
1-16-11
Marilyn Monroe
of whom the world was fond,
a political bomb shell...
The original Died Blonde.
Marilyn Monroe
Many hear that name and cringe
It's been said that she was off her hinge
But what if she were born to a wealthy home
She may have been a name unknown
Say her parents had given her a head start
Paid for a college degree in fine art
Would she have kept her birth name and closed her legs
Been held together with high society pegs
The answer to this question is not opinion, but fact
No one will ever know, so watch your mouth and have tact
She was an exquisite lady built from turmoil and sorrow
Not a dime in pocket, even her name was borrowed
Do you know what it's like to have nowhere to turn
My guess is you would struggle to discern
Reba said it all when she described "Fancy"
Fewer choices, less foundation, some simply can't see
So before you judge, try wearing her high heels
With a wink and a chuckle, enjoy fine meals
Mr. President may be married to a lady on a pedestal
But if he were happy with her, do you think he would gamble
Perhaps she was kind and thought First Lady was her calling
But with food and shelter, would you hear her bawling
Many would disagree with these words I have spoken
They are probably at home, in their hot tub soaking
The point of my defense is not to justify
But give you a thought, in case have no supply
Monroe is boring as hell.
I'm all dressed up,
With nowhere to go.
Youngsters are getting,
Much more action.
This place gives,
Me no satisfaction.
Whoa now,
I feel like a mule
Pulling a plow
Welcome to Monroe
It is boring as hell
Fa show
My hometown
Ain't changed a bit
Where there's not
Many 25-35 year olds
Who live productive lives
And we expect the teens
To visualize and recognize
Success. Yes, I'll say
Welcome to Monroe
Where many are all
Dressed up and
Have nowhere to go.
wrote 11-13-10
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....“Marilyn Monroe's Magical Moment In Time, `Coming Soon!`” *
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she's a blonde bombshell
under the tree of beauty
shaded by light, moons
I knew then { when under her first film contract } what I had known when I was
Thirteen and walked along the sea edge in a bathing suit for the first time. I knew
I belonged to the public and to the world----not because I was talented, or even
Beautiful, but because I had never belonged to anyone else. The public was the
Only family, the only Prince Charming, the only home I had ever dreamed about.
I didn't go into the movies to make money. I wanted to become famous so that
Everyone would like me and I'd be surrounded by love and affection. ~
* "Marilyn Monroe"
The new book “Fragments” refresh the
The image of larger-than-life American.
The “fragments” do ignite many questions
Of what turns a human being into a legend.
Personal excellence, exceptional charisma
Intellect, strength or beauty? Or it can be
Unusual capacity to engage the hearts
And enlarge the dreams of the admirers.
She echoed her rage, discontent and sorrow
She notes, “ Not a scared little girl anymore”
Her youth was marred by abandonment
Her three marriages ended in divorce.
She wrote in her poem when married to *Miller
“Oh silence, your stillness hurt my head — and pierce ears.”
The most contentious aspect of Monroe’s early years
Is the possibility that she was sexually abused.
Three years later she wrote, “ I will not be punished
Or be whipped, or be threatened or not be loved
Or sent to hell to burn with bad people
Feeling that I am also bad” alludes to devotion
To faith and her struggle with guilt.
Millions of words have been devoted to her
Few of them were written or said by herself
And the people who knew her well are no more.
Yet her inner life remains mysterious
A subject of reverie for biographers and writers.
Oceans churned on her brow, wind swept the leaves
Of her life into dust storms, flames leapt in mirrors
Of her eyes dwelling in a penumbra of life and death.
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