I was just thinking of James Dean and Marilyn Monroe and how young they were when they died. I would like to be a pop icon who survives. I would like to be a living icon.
quote by John Travolta
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There's nobody in the world like me. I think every decade has an iconic blonde, like Marilyn Monroe or Princess Diana and, right now, I'm that icon.
quote by Paris Hilton
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Be My Icon
(lebon, rhodes, cuccurullo)
Ill follow you
Ill wait for you
You know theres no escape from me
Youre more than wallpaper
In my room
I write you letters
And bring you gifts
Im going through all your trash
I love you so much
I keep your cigarette butts
Now is the time to come out
Come out of the shadows
No need to be scared
Youre gonna be so happy
I built you a shrine
Now you can be my icon
Im out on the edge
Theres no way back inside
All my friends are gone
They didnt understand me
It makes so much sense
Its no coincidence
Just you and I alone here
And I need you
Oh
How many hours have I stared at my face
In the mirror
I get worried sometimes that the image will shatter
No need to be scared
Youre gonna be so happy
I built you a shrine
Now you can be my icon
No need to be
Scared
Now you can
Be my icon
I know this is real
Believe it
We belong together
What ever happens
Youre gonna be with me
Forever
Be my icon
You will be my icon
Be my icon
You will be my icon
song performed by by Duran Duran
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Messages Lost In A Lonely Night
Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep.
Is the sound of my nights cell phone messages.
As my lover finally comes within cell phone range.
My lover will find nine separate cell phone messages.
As she comes within range of this night’s pleading paging.
All those messages build to ask; compel her to come to me.
Message one was subtle and said
“Enjoy dancing and a few drinks tonight. My love,
If you need me I am only a phone call away.”
It had a picture icon of enjoying drinks.
Message two said “Where is my little froggy voice? ”
Because a week ago you were ill my love.
It had the picture icon of a happy party.
Because you were out on the town partying.
Message three sadly said “You should have visited me
tonight my love.” It had the picture icon of a sad face.
Message four said simply “I miss you!
Why did you not come to me my love? ”
It had the picture icon of the broken hearted lover.
Message five said “Put another log on the fire and come! ”
It had the picture icon of a dog warm and snugly at home.
Message six said “It is 12 o’clock Cinderella
quick run to me my love! ”
It had the picture icon of the magic of meeting a rabbit;
coming out of a magician’s hat. An excellent trick.
Message seven said “Why did you not come to me? ”
It had the picture icon, of a cute cuddly, teddy bear.
Message eight said “Your nightie is under
the pillow (in its place) beside me my love.”
It had the picture icon of a man happily winking.
Message nine disappointed said “You did not
come because you do not love me enough.
True love always finds a way.” It had the picture icon
of a cloudy rainy day. Because my love remained away.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Biker Like An Icon
There was a girl who loved a biker
She used to follow him across america
But the biker didnt like her.
She didnt care, she still persisted
Though her brother said she was twisted
And the family said they wouldnt miss her
Anyway.
She loved the biker like an icon
Gazing at his picture everyday.
She loved the biker like an icon
Slowly watching precious water drip away.
She did her best to fix a meeting
She pulled it off one night in hollywood
When he met her he couldnt let her get away.
He didnt ask for her permission
He took advantage of her position
But he was always her ambitiion
Anyway.
She loved the biker like an icon
Gazing at his picture everyday.
She loved the biker like an icon
Slowly watching precious water drip away.
The family tried so hard to find her
They showed her picture across america.
But no trace of her sweet face
Was ever found.
She loved the biker like an icon
Gazing at his picture everyday.
She loved the biker like an icon
Slowly watching precious water drip away.
song performed by by Paul McCartney
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There was something about Marilyn. She couldn't act her way out of a bag, but she became an icon because something happened between her and the lens, and no one knows what it is.
quote by Richard Widmark
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Norma-Jean
Oh my gosh its August again!
And for all that are and were?
I think of one,
Orphan Angel,
Norma-Jean,
An Icon of one,
That became what,
The 1950's wanted,
Then died because,
Of,
Pressure and pain,
Of,
Fame and fortunes,
Now here it is August again,
The first week and the beginning,
The first week and the ending,
For,
Norma-Jean Mortensen,
Norma-Jean Baker,
Norma-Jean Dorherty,
Norma-Jean Di-Maggio,
Norma-Jean Miller,
Marilyn Monroe,
A week of celebrating her birth,
A week of remember her death,
A week of what and who she was,
A child born,
And orphaned off,
And what ended up,
A pawn in the idles game,
Of fame and fortune,
With scandel and ruination,
Her Birthday,
And Death Anniversary,
Each in the beginning of August,
Oh my gosh its August again!
And for all that are and were?
I think of one,
Orphan Angel,
Norma-Jean,
Now an Icon embossed,
When in the books,
Of one left to be,
And raised here and there,
Orphan Angel,
Norma-Jean,
Went and became,
What all just made out of her,
And only her few close friends,
That told it right,
Of who was,
Norma-Jean,
And still she is famed,
Yet,
Not until she is long, long gone,
Did we really find out about,
Ophan Angel,
Norma-Jean,
From those that remained so quiet,
Till,
They too passed on as well,
Cookies in the sky,
With warm milk of milky way stars,
And warm company,
Of high above,
With,
Cool diners images of where they meet,
To discuss their fame,
And troubled fortunes,
And the marks on life,
They left behind,
With,
Trials and blazes,
As each and everyone of them,
That too went out,
Just,
Like Norma-Jean,
Will too enjoy,
Just as in life,
Warm Cookies and warm milk,
And the company,
Of.
Norma-Jean.
R.I.P.
poem by Ellen Ni Bheachain
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Socially Acceptable
Strange rules of acceptance.
Relative physical size.
Important indelible icon; to social primates.
Ignorance renders opinions useless.
Power money ever handsome.
Privilegeless proletariat lack such
seemingly saving grace.
Important indelible icon; to social primitives.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Praying For The Return Of Pleasure
when love is gone
to another island
crossing the sea
i pray for pleasure
i light a candle
and offer the flowers
for the grand icon
the winds are strong
there is storm coming
and love may not return
the icon smiles
for the truth is
when love is gone
it is gone
and there is no promise
that it will return
in the eye of the storm
love sinks and cannot come back
anymore
there are no reasons
for separations
when love is broken and
beyond repair.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I loved the movies and I wanted to be like Marilyn Monroe. I thought she was so glamorous and everyone seemed to love her. I wanted to be like that and I told everyone I would be the next Marilyn Monroe.
quote by Sharon Stone
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Blue Eyes
Icon famous as stained glass
with bluish hue that’s found in Chartres
recalls the icon hors de classe,
Ol’ Blue Eyes, aka Sinatra.
From his eyes poured an infusion
of blueness, melting with his voice,
synesthetical illusion
causing lovers to rejoice.
“My way, ” he would love to croon,
and still today is heard on vinyl,
romantic, reaching for the moon,
his eclipse still far from final.
Revised from the original:
Stone icon famous as stained glass
with bluish hue in Chartres
recalls the icon hors de classe,
Ol’ Blue Eyes, Frank Sinatra.
From his eyes poured an infusion
of blueness, melting with his voice,
synesthetical illusion
causing lovers to rejoice.
“My way, ” he used to love to croon,
and still may sing on vinyl,
romantic, reaching for the moon,
though his eclipse is final.
5/15/98,4/28/07
poem by Gershon Hepner
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Thinking Man's Blues
i was thinking about Jesus
i was thinking about robbing a bank
thinking about the band a playin'
while the Titanic sank
thinking 'bout salvation
thinking about getting free
thinking and a wondering
do you ever think about me?
i was thinking about generations
i was thinking about saving grace
i was thinking about truth and lies
thinking about flesh and lace
thinking about redemption
and rivers running to the sea
thinking and a wondering
do you ever think about me?
i was thinking about the Dharma
'bout Martin Luther King
thinking about Merle Haggard
thinking about James Dean
thinking about the costs of war
about moral depravity
thinking and a wondering
do you ever think about me?
thinking and a wondering
do you ever think about me?
poem by Eric Cockrell
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I don't mind living in a man's world as long as I can be a woman in it.
quote by Marilyn Monroe
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Glenn Close is a living icon. You look at the work, and I think it's wild, because she thinks some of her best work was in Dangerous Liaisons and that's what I believe as well.
quote by Anthony Anderson
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Twilight of the idols
James dean and marilyn monroe
its the twilight of the idols show
silver screen wonders of a bygone age
coming from the theatre and the stage
to a silver screeen dream machine near you
hollywood rose from a desire to watch films
it brought in the new age of fifteen minutes of fame
youtube the vehicle of this change
but it wouldn't of taken flight
without these filmstars of an age we wont forget
and name check all the time
and respect and acknowledge
for setting the scene
for the hollywood dream
poem by Daniel Hooks
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Cross Of Gold
Michael w. smith / wayne kirkpatrick
Where do you stand
What is your statement
What is it youre trying to say
Whats in your hand
Whats in your basement
Whats in the cards you dont play
Are you holding the key
Or are you intending
To pick the lock of heavens gate
Its confusing to me
The message youre sending
And I dont know if I can relate
Chorus:
Whats you line
Tell me why you wear your cross of gold
State of mind
Or does it find a way into your soul
Is it a flame
Is it a passion
A symbol of love living in you
Or is it a game
Religion in fashion
Some kind of pahse youre going thru
We all travel the extremes
From cellar to rafter
Looking for a place in the sun
So Im trying to see
What youre headed after
But I dont know where youre coming from
Chorus bridge: (spoken)
For some its simply something to wear around your neck
Just a chain
Jewelry
Is it decoration?
Is it an icon
Or proclomation?
An icon of what?
What?
For some its simply something to wear around your neck
Just a chain
It means a lot more than that to me
Chorus
song performed by by Michael W. Smith
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I shall carry your icon
I shall carry your icon with me, I have said
because an icon is a burst of feel spread
a deity submits it's absences oblation
without caring for our life's destination
The waves come, go, return I have said
because we care to worship our lost, dead
an ornament to an impertinent Maenad advent
Or just because a Hydra barks to the world
My words have fled upon Boreas wind
to reach a form, a dream, your silken lint
as they whiff, a world's oblation of this hint
my soul flies, adorning a lingering feast
And I recall your inner thoughts, a smile of doll
your image of a cumulus to carry my extol
as if we engaged upon our worshiped fervor
as our pains became obtuse, Nymphs enthrall
poem by Giorgio Veneto
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Gary Speed
Glory came early as did fame.
to Gary Speed there on the pitch.
Cheers he heard from adoring crowds
among the elite he found his niche.
With time’s passage he lost a step
even if he felt the same
but as he ran he thought he saw
an old man’s shadow
in a young man’s game.
He coached to stay around the game.
After the cheers for him had faded
A friendly face, a familiar name
but as he coached he thought he saw
an old man’s shadow
in a young man’s game.
For many, Gary was an icon,
a living legend of the game.
They failed to see the mortal man
with silence weighting on his frame
As he tied the rope he thought he saw
an old man’s shadow
in a young man’s game
poem by John F. McCullagh
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Corporate Cloning
A cloned force mass produced, simulate, introduced
Delinquent rank and file, encoded, stamped and styled
Ill-affected progeny, tasteless iconography
A half life in the light, industry by design
Plastic thoughts in my mind, thus begins my demise
This years model dims and fades, last years model is erased
Prototype by design, prototype stand in line!
Another fading idol
Another falling icon
Like insects share a mind, deviance is a crime
Delinquent rank and file, encoded, stamped and styled
Ill-affected progeny, tasteless iconography
This years model dims and fades, last years model is erased
Prototype by design, prototype stand in line!
Another fading idol
Another falling icon
(Sometimes I wish I were deaf and blind)
Another fading idol
Another falling icon
song performed by by Fear Factory
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It's always intimidating to meet an icon.
quote by Jennifer O'Neill
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I'm more than an actor. I'm an icon, an industry.
quote by Corey Feldman
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