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Marlow Poems - Poems about Marlow


Premium Member Masquerading Ms
...Mysterious Mumbo micron meanders most monochrome mornings Merry Mickey monster makes mentionable mackerel marmalade Michigans maleficent mayor maimed Mrs.Maryjane May Marlow Mumbling meager monarc......

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Categories: marlow, word play,
Form: Alliteration
Premium Member Clerihew Marlow
...18th century painter William Marlow a typographical artist you may know So expert at design as architect was he full time......

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Categories: marlow, art, people,
Form: Clerihew



Miss Marlow
...Love demands sacrifice but here in my country sacrifice demands love Flowers are given to darlings but here thrown on the graves Kiss is an incentive in romance but here a sin Drums are made to be......

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Categories: marlow, beach, innocence, universe, urban,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member The Private Eye and the Femme Fatale
...Pulp fiction had nothing on him. He was a man’s man. A protagonist of his own making, self-reliant, and self-assured. Marlow kept his wisecracks to the bare minimum when meeting a new client. Dam......

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Categories: marlow, nostalgia,
Form: Haibun
Premium Member West Virginian Hero
...West Virginian Mountaineer, hill country free, Born down in a holler to folks of dirt po means. Heard wind blow wave ‘er wave o’er regal mountain peaks. Fed on cornpone, biscuits, country gravy, a......

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Categories: marlow, america, character, culture, hero,
Form: Rhyme



Premium Member A Letter To My Hero
...November 19, 2001 Dear Doc and Doris, It’s been such a long time since I’ve seen you. I believe it was some years ago at the Sims reunion. That was several years before we moved here to Flor......

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Categories: marlow, childhood, growing up, inspiration,
Form: Narrative
The Greats Are Gone
...There are scanty men of tasty rhyme. Shakespeare is dead and Marlow has gone with time, Tennyson is under the soil and Holmes is no more; Bunyan will never live again, and where is Poe? I miss the......

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Categories: marlow, art, lonely,
Form: Rhyme
The Greats Are Gone
...There are scanty men of tasty rhyme. Shakespeare is dead and Marlow has gone with time, Tennyson is under the soil and Holmes is no more; Bunyan will never live again, and where is Poe? I miss the......

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Categories: marlow, art, lonely,
Form: Rhyme

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