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Posted: October 10, 2012 by antoniahill15 in AntoniaH

You will come upon a hill

Where it’s as hush as the still night

This is the place where im from

beyond the mountains are adventurous trails you can walk or ride on for hours

Its a place where everyone knows one another

The trees tower over the neighborhood surrounding it, giving it shade on the bright, sunny days

Its a place where all the kids go out and play

Its Four Seasons, my neighborhood, my home

It’s where I belong.

Goodbye for Now, but Not Forever

Posted: October 10, 2012 by antoniahill15 in AntoniaH

We’ve been together since we were little kids

we’ve played softball since we were miney miners

now after all that time we’ve grown up

sprouted up like weeds in the garden

and after four long years in high school they are leaving

time has gone by so fast, I just can’t believe it

& a little after graduation, it will be time

Time to say goodbye

not forever, just for a while

I know we will keep in touch, so that makes me smile. 🙂

Split second

Posted: October 10, 2012 by antoniahill15 in AntoniaH

Split second, thats how much time I had to choose between injury, life, or death.

Still yet to this day it’s scary to think about.

I was driving back from Charleston, doing speeds of about 65 mph.

I was coming through Chapmanville and the ride had been smooth along the way

& at that very second I noticed a car pulling out on the highway, directly in front of me.

At that very moment I saw my life flash before my eyes

Being about 10 feet  away from crashing into him, I had no choice

In a split second, I was forced to either hit him, or veer into the passing lane, for I was going way too fast to stop.

So I veered into the next lane, and thank God there wasn’t a car in that passing lane or the results could’ve been disastrous

Thank God.

Loved Ones

Posted: October 10, 2012 by antoniahill15 in AntoniaH

Loved ones

passed and gone

when all you have left to remember them are past memories alone

you think of the good times

and you think of the bad

and every once in a while you might get sad

but as time goes on, the weak get stronger

and although you miss them, you begin to accept what has happened

you realize that death is a part of life

but every night before I go to bed

I roll over to see that picture of Grandpa

sitting on my night stand.

Great Grandmas

Posted: October 10, 2012 by antoniahill15 in AntoniaH

Going up to great grandmas

I loved visiting there, but the one thing I couldn’t stand were the meals she made for me

peas, spinach, and even carrots

I think she did it purposely, she knew I hated them

She would mke me sit there for hours until I finished

so I threw a fit, I kicked, screamed, yelled, cried and even left the table

but I ended up back in that chair with a whipped hind end

but that never stopped me

so I tested her

but I wasn’t getting anything past her

but I’ll never forget the battle I put up for hours with Great Grandma

Laid to Rest

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

Everything now seems to be my fault

I get blames for this and for that

I just want to get some sleep.

I lay in bed with many thoughts running through my head

I take my medicine, but its much more than I’m prescribed

Thump, thump, thump goes the beat of my heart

An hour passes by and I close my eyes

Thump… thump…….. thump.

Footnotes  : Marilyn died on that night of August 5, 1962. The

autopsy shows she dies from barbiturate poisoning, a tragic drug

overdose. The many sleeping pills she took, took a toll on her body

and put her to rest forever.

Bad Off

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

Marilyn doesn’t quite see it

But she is getting bad off

Her health continues to deteriorate

Due to the increased dependency on drugs and involvement in an unhappy marriage

She shows up on the set late

She cant even get her lines straight

She’s now consulting with a drug therapist

He prescribes her barbiturates and tranquilizers

But still she shows up late

1 hours, 2 hours, sometimes even 3

She’s killing herself but that’s something she still cant see

I see it’s the stress she’s trying to escape

But by time she realizes it, it’s going to be too late

On the Hunt Again

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

I’m on the hunt again

Lookin for a man

Someone to love me for who I am

I’m on the hunt again

Lookin for a husband

Someone to spend the rest of my life with

I’m on the hunt again

For that special someone I can call mine

To love and to hold and give me the things that are devine

I’m on the hunt again

And I finally found my man

Someone to understand…  someone to love me for who I am

Arthur Miller

My Man

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

I met a man

Funny, smart, athletic, but jealous

It all seemed so perfect

We soon became married and wanted a family

I wanted children of my own

We tried and tried

But only miscarriages followed

And all I felt was sorrow

Why couldn’t I conceive?

That was a question for me that I couldn’t believe

The marriage soon came to an end

At that moment I was left to be at home

Forever alone…

Seven Year Itch

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

I step on the scene

With all eyes on me

I see the faces of my adoring fans

Shouting for me

I walk upon the subway grating

I pause and I pose

Gusts of air come out of the holes

I push down my skirt and I hold the pose

Flick, flick, flick

Pictures taken by all my fans

I love the attention

This is all I ever wanted for my future plans

Footnotes  : Marilyn posed for 2 hours on a subway grating, outside  of  the Trans- Lux

 Theater in New York City, for her adoring fans. The picture of the famous skirt blowing scene

From the Seven Year Itch is one of the most famous pictures of  Marilyn still yet today.

Time to print my name in Hollywood

Forever it will be…

Carved into the cement

I feel the sticky texture squish between my toes and hands

I write my name as if I’m playing in the sand

Hours pass by and its finally dry

I’m a part of history

Footnotes  : After her next big  film, “ Gentlemen Prefer Blondes” , she and Jane

Russell signed their names and placed their hands and feet in the wet cement

in front of  the Chinese Theatre on Hollywood Boulevard.

Work

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

Work, work, work

Followed by sleepless nights

I’m falling asleep on set

And it’s just not right

There’s no business like show business

That’s what they all say…

Something’s got to give

There’s got to be a way

There’s got to be something…

Something that helps you sleep…

                                                                                                 Footnotes  : After  the  many  years Marilyn began  taking  sleeping  pills, she  started

 to  show  serious  side  effects.

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.           

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.

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.