Marilyn Monroe

More than a sex symbol
You race the World's imagination
as You
hang on over a million walls
in bars
offices
bedrooms,

You name it
You made it,

Big talk of the World

Fame's comet hurled You,
bright fire through Night Sky

crashed YOU
on a Heart shaped bed
body full of drugs,
by whose hand?

Yours or them?

Gangsters, celebrities, and politicians
passed thru your swinging door,
wire taps, satin sheets and hidden traps
covering secrets of an Empire.

Affairs in high places may have been your downfall.

If your tasty lips could speak what secrets would You share?

I have spent hours investigating your eyes,
alone at a bar, posters in a room, your exuberance on TV
your face always in front of me

A thousand questions burning
a thousand touches looming
those steady starry eyes ready to speak.

you were easy prey for the wolves,

 something for everybody yet belonging to no one,

 and still everyone. how did being a lonely crowded star feel?

 tugged in every direction,

 high demands at such a cost.

 

 I imagine You
standing
near a cliff
ribbons of sunlight
flood down between fir branches
a river of Gold
splashes your hair
golden-red flashes blind me
nobody is safe from dropping dead

in the natural light of your splendid beauty.

If I could infiltrate your silence
what would it feel like
would I be entangled in silky visions?
I want to hear your secret language written

behind voluptuous lips

What would They say?

A book of poems that rampage the soul?

Tell me your story

lose me in obsession

Lost in a river of Gold

flowing under Casino's secret tunnels
for a trace of truth behind the mystery of your life and death.

Worshipped by men, a hero for women

Immortalized by posters and movies
there's something contagious in your personality
that attracts Everyone to YOU.

Soft seduction in star-light
You dance with violet moon beams at your feet.

Lift the sad stone dropped in your heart
pull it out crying from bottom-less depths

Rampage me with your song
meet me there
below fir branches

ribbons of moonlight
crashing kisses on your angelic face
heated lips travel down your neck
roses rise from your hair

tell me your favorite flower?
I'll plant them in your heart

I want to rip down cliches about you
from Judgmental circles
lift all 118 pounds of You against the wall,
explore the soft valley along your back with determined lips and hands,
write ten thousand love poems,
attach them to a tumbleweed
and send it zipping across Death Valley's floor.

if anybody finds them
they'll sit and cry alone for a week straight with a gun to their temple.

I want to watch conifers take graceful bows in strong Coastal winds,
let's drop off maple leaves and sad stones from high cliffs and make a wish:

We'll eat at Romanoffs, your favorite restaurant
sip on Dom Perignon 1953 to celebrate
hang out with Charlie Chaplin

hear your laugh shatter a million walls

more than an object of sex
I want to know YOU intimately
without the make-up
plant blue delphiniums in your dreams

give You back your soul,
throw back the 50 cents they paid for it in Hollywood's star dazzled face
keep the thousands for the kisses,

flip them the bird,
spray them with rounds from a Tommy Gun
peel out in a silvery Porsche Spyder
head for the hills
music cranked
play it Loud for all the misplaced wild child's of the World

Sea-wind blowing back your hair
will drive every man insane
enough to die for
enough to kill You for
enough to pull a Romeo and Juliet
over a cliff,  

James Dean waiting in Heaven to greet us

with a sly knife smile and a beer,

 

a sea of
blue delphiniums in your last glance
one last song to rampage our souls

If your dresser could speak it would tell me Everything
before we crash our blood into rocks
one last time to kiss the haunted sun
and tell them All
to F*****g Suck IT!!!

Reviews

[quinfinn]

this is obviously the work of a person obsessed and consumed with the beauty and enigma that is Norma Jean Baker/aka Marilyn Monroe, and a fitting tribute to an icon of American pulchritude. i salute your passion and reverence for this beautiful and troubled soul who has left her image indelibly engrained on the annals of time. well done!