Marilyn Poems - Poems about Marilyn

Marilyn Monroe - Diamonds are a girl’s Best friend Diamonds, Rusted or shiny, are my best companions when times are tough When my crystal tear drops from My Deer fawn eyes Sparkling champagne with a bottle of red wine would do just right On rainy nights of such gloom Diamonds, rusted or shiny, are my best friends when my days...

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THINKING OF YOU MARILYN PELLEGREN OUR PATHS CROSSED AND I CAN'T HELP BUT FEEL SO BLESSED WE MET THE MANY TALKS ABOUT RAISING FAMILIES CHILDREN MARRIAGE FORD MOTOR COMPANIES AND THE GARMENT DISTRICT WOW THE BALANCE OF YOUR LOSS LOSING TWO CHILDREN TO THIS DREADFUL DISEASE SO MANY ON WAITING LIST FOR DONORS OTHERS GOING...

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in the atheist wind pleated skirt ...

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Although my sister and I are not related by blood, we are as close as any two humans can get outside the bond of marriage. It started when at the age of six, my own mother placed me with this family to take care of while she worked. At the age of thirteen it physically...

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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 and dance In films she appeared She lost all her fears And she was never without a romance. As a blonde bombshell Marilyn...

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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 stardom, there was a time all you touched was gold; Life of parties in glitzy filmdom, t'was tragic to see your life unfold; Caught...

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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....

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We are from the sixties, I am Marilyn, and she is Jane. They are wearing leopard, tightly, and seem a bit insane. We have painted our car appropriately the less smart one says. I have no words for them. They are probably not from any res. We are platinum blondes, Marilyn tells me, as if I am sight-impaired. Sixties songs...

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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 died in the womb Marilyn had to reinvent herself, so someone would love her Both unaware of how beautiful they were; neither...

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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- compassionate and child-pure. My patience was shaken out of me by caretakers many years ago. I am insecure because of it, but...

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Marilyn, Little Girl Lost. . Little girl lost who never grew up burdened throughout her short life by a lack of her Mothers love. Thrown into the limelight beauty made her a star loved by everyone but never felt good enough so insecure Longed for a family always searching for true love. She became a pin-up and every man's dream because of her alluring beauty femininity and sensuality hiding the real person...

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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 magic-like wireless, google searches and air travel. We are marvelous monkeys. I’m a teenager. I am new and agog - Jesus, I...

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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 her clientele. 11/7/2020...

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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 name, new me" you said. Tired of trying, nobody believed. Broken homes of your own, 36 and buried, relieved. How far is my good,...

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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...

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