Archive for April, 2012

Hollywood

Posted: April 17, 2012 by antoniahill15 in AntoniaH, Marilyn Monroe, A Life in Poems

Hollywood

In Hollywood a girls virtue is much less important than her hairdo.

You’re judged by how you look, not by what you are.

Hollywood’s a place where they’ll pay you a thousand dollars for a kiss

And fifty cents for your soul…

I know

Because I turned down the first offer enough and held out for the fifty cents.

Footnotes :  A quote from Marilyn.           

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Raymond

Posted: April 17, 2012 by alisonadkins in AllisonA, Rosa Parks-- A Life in Poems

The fear of being killed
was always on my mind;
never Raymond’s.
He could be beaten,
threatened,
or even killed.
None of those things mattered to him.
He was determined to help black people.
He wanted to make a difference.
I stood beside him through everything,
encouraging him,
helping him.
I risked my life to help Raymond.
After all he was my husband,
and I loved him.

Raymond was part of the Scottsboro Boys and he could be killed because of this. Rosa was scared but she stuck with him through it all.

My First Hit 1950

Posted: April 17, 2012 by antoniahill15 in AntoniaH, Marilyn Monroe, A Life in Poems

I lay there on the floor as I read  the script

Eyes watching me from every corner

Would I get the part…

The choice was in the directors hands

Minute after minute passes by

Tick…tock… I hear the sound of the clock

You Got The Part!

Footnotes :  Marilyn  auditions   for  the   Asphault

Jungle  and  gets  the  part.  This  was  her  first

small,  but  crucial  role.

The End

Posted: April 17, 2012 by alisonadkins in AllisonA, Rosa Parks-- A Life in Poems

The end of my life came quick,
but I wasn’t sad to go.
I’ve made something of myself;
I’ve changed people, a lot of people,
in many ways.
As I lay in my coffin beside Raymond,
I think of my whole life.
My good moments,
my bad moments.
They didn’t matter anymore.
I was gone and
only memories of me
remained.

Attacked

Posted: April 17, 2012 by alisonadkins in AllisonA, Rosa Parks-- A Life in Poems

Bruised and beaten
I sit at the hospital
in complete shock.
Who would do this to me?

As I was going to bed,
the sound of my door being knocked down
stopped me in my tracks.
I’ll never forget that man.
The man that reeked of alcohol,
the man that had nothing but aggression in his eyes.
He demanded that I give him my money.
Fearing my life, I did just that.
In return, I was struck in the face.
I laid on the floor as I watched him leave
like nothing had ever happened.

Rosa was attacked in her apartment by Joseph Skipper in August of 1994.

Sex Symbol 1949

Posted: April 17, 2012 by antoniahill15 in AntoniaH, Marilyn Monroe, A Life in Poems

I walked upon the shoot

Knowing millions would see me

But the body is meant to be seen, not all covered up.

One by one my clothes hit the floor

Heart pounding in my chest with each deep breath

But this is what I wanted to do

Was I nervous? Not one bit.

I posed for the camera

The flick, flick, flick

I became the worlds number one sex symbol.

                      Footnotes :  Marilyn agreed to pose nude for a calendar. A fact

that was to stir controversy later in her career as a superstar.

The Death of a Friend

Posted: April 17, 2012 by alisonadkins in AllisonA, Rosa Parks-- A Life in Poems

Sitting in the living room, my mother was by my side.
We listened to every word that Dr. King said
through the radio.
Suddenly a different voice made it’s way through the speaker.
It was the minister.
In the middle of his speech, he announced Dr. King’s death.
His words pierced my heart.
I knew people didn’t like him, but how could they
shoot him?
My mother and I stared blankly, still listening to the radio.
We quietly began to weep.