Best Mallow Poems

my girlfriends name is marsha mallow

and i am quite a lucky fellow

but dear reader dont be hasty

its not cause her lips are tasty

for shes the...

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There’s an old river course with beginning and end,
now the river runs straight without this river bend,
where the water is still and the reeds do...

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I am Andy; I love candy. I sell candy too.
Come and see the many candies that I have for you.

You can buy some chocolate in...

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Forgiveness comes not from without,
Rather inward, born of understanding.
It's not an emotion given to shout,
This quiet strength never demanding.

Only a peaceful soul is calm, reflects,
A...

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She sat by the river facing the crimson sky 
watching the birds fly towards the coral sea 
sitting prettily on a blanket of lavender tie-dye...

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Out in the field is a bed of chicory,
down along the ditch, wild hydrangeas grow.
Dandelions in the yard are quite tasty,
so is the duckweed by...

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the bones of this love
have been resurrected

green are they
but only of mold and mildew

leave my bones in the earth she said

seek the mallow marrow
reach for...

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Written: December 10, 2023
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 Soft cashmere amethyst blossoms...

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I don't know how it started

But it's an annual event

But I don't think that an egg hunt

Is the best way to present

The story of our...

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True noises from outside 
deep in the night of winter,
snow geese cadence call too
shake some sense of me.
Summon me to remember who I am, 
Bid...

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Aunt Elf is brewing a Halloween treat,
something wicked, and ghoulishly special to eat.
Flesh of lizards and roaches and frogs, egad!
Aunt Elf has mixed  them...

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SCENES OF A CARELESS BOYHOOD

The sound of water,escaping dams
willows,old rotten planks,slimy
posts,brickwork,old timber props
wet ditches,sedges and silvery nets
towpaths without gates,horses that
tow barges collared with crimson fringe.

Wheat...

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The conversation between ego and heart..
One day, 
my ego and my heart sat together,
to have a conversation.
They had a chat,
On what’s more mad,
Either the egoistic...

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Earth         was a perfumed garden
residing in a single         ...

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Once, a little Spanish girl 
was given a "regalo" - 
a dainty little potted plant, 
a purple-petalled mallow. 

She set it in a sunny spot,...

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