Marilyn Monroe

(the very name was thus created by the gods to be a poem)

Marilyn Monroe loved poetry
(ee cummings especially)
She died 49 years ago today
and words of other's wisdom swirled around her head
until her final moments, final day

lain in bed, swirls of white sheets
with scripts of words and authors and poets beats
around her and it fed
a craving and a thrill
that maybe men and films and fame could not fulfil
in a world that only saw the physical
she understood the quark and charm, the metaphysical and quizzical
she understood the poet's art
and just like hers
it was the language of the heart

some words from ee cummings
i like to think her dreamy eyes were maybe wandering over
in a gaze in her last days...

"i thank You God for most this amazing
day:for the leaping greenly spirits of trees
and a blue true dream of sky; and for everything
which is natural which is infinite which is yes"
....

'almighty God! I thank thee for my soul; & may I never die spiritually
into a mere mind
through disease of loneliness'


Marilyn Monroe (American Actress) - June 1st 1926 - August 4th 1962
Edward Estlin Cummings (American Poet) - October 14 1894 – September 3 1962