Diamonds Are A Girls Best Friend – music challenge
Nothing like a late entry in the challenge.
Such a sassy lady
Rubenesque and flirty,
you turned heads,
some minds even dirty,
you bedded stars
and married a few
fame and fortune came to you,
and though it ended sadly
as you left us for another world,
you, Marilyn, Norma, you
are a diamond’s best friend,
they really look good on you.
©Paul Vincent Cannon
Paul,
pvcann.com
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Celluloid Trances
poetry by j matthew waters
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Writeography by Steven Baird
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Becky Ross Michael: an author's blog
this blog provides conceptual background and explanatory notes to book contents
But I being poor have only my dreams, I have spread my dreams under your feet, tread softly, because you tread on my dreams... - William Butler Yeats
all the pretty things & all the shitty things
brain cells that make some sense.
https://www.amazon.com/Jane-Eyre-Gets-Real-Annabelle-ebook/dp/B00FAS3I7O
Words to Inspire
Celluloid Trances
poetry by j matthew waters
Dailys
The little and large things making my life delicious!
Poems From The Pirate In My Soul
Writeography by Steven Baird
Living: All Day Every Day: Then Chattering About It
Don’t Look at the Dragons!
Breaking bad habits creating good ones with positive energy
Welcome to my eyesite
Spiritual knowledge
Random Ramblings and Reviews from Trent P. McDonald
Becky Ross Michael: an author's blog
this blog provides conceptual background and explanatory notes to book contents
But I being poor have only my dreams, I have spread my dreams under your feet, tread softly, because you tread on my dreams... - William Butler Yeats
I sang this on stage at a couple of events – so much fun!
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I can imagine, it is such a fun song really.
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Beautiful tribute for a beautiful lady.
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Many thanks – yes she was beautiful in every way.
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… and she liked the poetry of E.E.Cummings a lot! 🙂
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I think there’s a photo of her reading his work, she was misunderstood by many who simply took her at celluloid value. Thanks Tom.
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oh so agree with your sentiments here … well said!
You have really found your voice in poetry, can’t believe you hid it for so long 😉
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I’m just shy (lol) – I think I was busy with painting and gardening and work and then just thought I’d get back into it. I usually write a handful each year but never really thought much of it. Thank you for your encouragement.
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ah you have a real gift, glad you are allowing it to flourish 🙂
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Thank you so much Kate
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Great share.
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A lovely twist
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Lol, yes 🙂
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