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Did you know that Marilyn wrote poetry? She said herself that it wasn't very good, and she only shared her poems with a few people, but I think they are wonderful ♥
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.”
---
Life
I am both of 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
---
To the weeping willow
I stood beneath your limbs
and you flowered and finally clung to me
and when the wind struck… the earth
and sand - you clung to me
---
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.
---
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?
---
O, Time
Be Kind
Help this weary being
To forget what is sad to remember
Lose my loneliness,
Ease my mind,
While you eat my flesh.
---
Help help
Help I feel life coming closer
When all I want to do is die.
---
Night of the Nite soothing
Darkness-refreshes
Air
Seems different-
Night has
No eyes nor no one
Silence - except to the
Night itself
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.”
---
Life
I am both of 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
---
To the weeping willow
I stood beneath your limbs
and you flowered and finally clung to me
and when the wind struck… the earth
and sand - you clung to me
---
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.
---
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?
---
O, Time
Be Kind
Help this weary being
To forget what is sad to remember
Lose my loneliness,
Ease my mind,
While you eat my flesh.
---
Help help
Help I feel life coming closer
When all I want to do is die.
---
Night of the Nite soothing
Darkness-refreshes
Air
Seems different-
Night has
No eyes nor no one
Silence - except to the
Night itself