Arthur Miller wrote in his biography of Marilyn Monroe that..



"To have survived, she would have had to be either more

cynical or even further from reality than she was.

Instead, she was a poet on a street corner trying

to recite to a crowd pulling at her clothes."











Here are some of her quotes and original poetry to go along with these

wonderful images so you can see her as she really was...





You believe lies so you eventually learn to trust no one but yourself.

And sometimes good things fall apart so better things can fall together."













"I believe that everything happens for a reason. People change so that you learn to let go. Things go wrong so that you appreciate them when they're right.









To the Weeping Willow



I stood beneath your limbs

and you flowered and finally clung to me

and when the wind struck with … the earth

and sand- you clung to me.













"Creativity has got to start with humanity and when

you're a human being, you feel, you suffer."













"Dreaming about being an actress, is more exciting then being one."















"Fame will go by and, so long, I've had you, fame. If it goes by, I've always known it was fickle. So at least it's something I experience, but that's not where I live."













"Hollywood is a place where they'll pay you a

thousand dollars for a kiss and fifty cents for your soul."

















"I don't mind living in a man's world as long as I can be a woman in it."

















“We should all start to live before we get too old. Fear is stupid. So are regrets.”

















"I restore myself when I'm alone."















"It's all make believe, isn't it?"













"Men are so willing to respect anything that bores them."

















"My work is the only ground I've ever had to stand on. I seem to have a

whole superstructure with no foundation but I'm working on the foundation."











"I am not interested in money. I just want to be wonderful."







"I've often stood silent at a party for hours listening

to my movie idols turn into dull and little people."















"Being a sex symbol is a heavy load to carry,

especially when one is tired, hurt and bewildered."

















"I've never dropped anyone I believed in."













O, Time Be Kind



O, Time

Be Kind

Help this weary being

To forget what is sad to remember

Loose my loneliness,

Ease my mind,



While you eat my flesh.















Life



I am of both your directions

Existing more with the cold frost

Strong as a cobweb in the wind

Hanging downward the most

Somehow remaining

those beaded rays have the colours

I've seen in paintings-ah life

they have cheated you







thinner than a cobweb's thread

sheerer than any-



but it did attach itself

and held fast in strong winds

and singed by the leaping hot fires

life-of which at singular times

I am both of your directions-

somehow I remain hanging downward the most

as both of your directions pull me















"If you can't handle me at my worst then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best."















Nite of the Nite



Night of the Nite-soothing-

Darkness-refreshes-Air

Seems different-Night has

No eyes nor no one-Silence-

except to the Night itself













I Could Have Loved You Once









I could have loved you once

and even said it

But you went away,

When you came back it was too late

And love was a forgotten word.

Remember?

















Unnamed Poem



I left my home of green rough wood,

A blue velvet couch.

I dream till now

A shiny dark bush

Just left of the door.

Down the walk

Clickity clack

As my doll in her carriage

Went over the cracks-

"We'll go far away."



II



Don't cry my doll

Don't cry

I hold you and rock you to sleep

Hush hush

I'm pretending now

I'm not your mother who died.



III



Help help

Help I feel life coming closer

When all I want to do is die.













From Time To Time





From time to time

I make it rhyme

but don't hold that kind

of thing

against

me-

Oh well, what the hell,

so it won't sell.

What I want to tell-

is what's on my mind:

'taint Dishes,

'taint Wishes,

it's thoughts

flinging by

before I die-

and to think

in ink.















Good Nite



Good nite Sleep

and sweet repose

Where ever you lay your head-

I hope you find your nose-









My Song



My sex is ice cream

come to me

there's a tender dream

to share

I'm every man's love affair

with America

sweet angel of sex

sugar of sex

generous

adventuresome

forgiving

compliant

and tender

I ask no price

I'm waiting between the sheets

a rare sexy morning

take me

I'm easy

I'm happy

child-goddess nymphet

child of the universe

my skin glowing

my undergarment

I'm an angel of sex, you bet

and as the poet says

when you drink a beer to me

(even yet)

Let a smile come to your lips.





