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There is Only One Marilyn
by James ZealyIn the distance of life
There is only one Marilyn
Whose troubled smile
And Curves of desire
Masked a child playing
Pretend cinema fantasies
That never matched reality where
Tiffany's does not serve breakfast
The unbridled through bred filly
Is Never meant to be ridden
A wild enigma
One should never attempt to love
Yet There is always one
Who does not understand
That a meteor sears
All in its path With chaotic intensity
There is always one
Not consumed by Its super nova heat
Who has no fear Of their own mortality
While they sense the scent of flesh searing
There is always one
caught in the addiction of adrenalin
While the vortex of emotion
Consumes everything around them
Caught in the storms eye
There is peace for a moment
Bliss for a second
Awaiting the last scene 06/06/2011 Author's Note: Finishing a thought
Posted on 06/06/2011
Copyright © 2025 James Zealy
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Mo Couts on 06/06/11 at 05:32 PM I was automatically interested in this by assuming due to the title it was about Marilyn Monroe. I wasn't disappointed upon reading it. I'm a HUGE fan of hers...and, of course, of this. |
| Posted by Clara Mae Gregory on 06/06/11 at 06:05 PM I love this, Kee....those last four lines are especially fitting and superb! |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 07/05/11 at 10:40 PM Love the way you keep the ghost of Marilyn going here James. The repetition of the line, "There is always one" adds incredible drama to the piece. Well done monsieur! |
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