Rolling Poems - Poems about Rolling

Daffodils on rolling hills Tulips in full bloom A rose emerges every hour Aroma of peonies in my room Dad burn...

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When I look back at it now, it seems we’re so far away, from how we were baby, back in the day. When each moment was filled, with either great joy or strife. Stomping through existence, filled with angst and rage, like an epic novel, when each turn of the page. Brought another chapter, springing into life. We’ve had our share of smiles, heartaches and tears. Joyous encounters,...

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Roll on, Potomac, roll on Roll on, Potomac, roll on, Your banks cradle history, where legends are drawn. From the heart of the nation, our dreams have been sown, So roll on, Potomac, roll on. In the shadow of monuments, the tall cherry trees, Whispers of freedom dance on the breeze. Washington’s vision, with courage he leads, Roll on, Potomac, roll on. The whispers...

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I know an ambitious politician His nose in the sky like a patrician Looks down on all others As voters, not brothers ...

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These are the epitaphs of the sea left exposed every night by the tide; Pounding pulsing rolling in ...

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Can a song be so sad it becomes beautiful? A record listened to with such incessance Its needle scratches and wobbles Becomes desperate new notes for the melody? The song unrecognizable to the listener Without its own personalized warp From a thousand roundabout journeys? Try Hurrah For The Riff Raff’s Good Time Blues (An Outlaw’s Lament) Or their Ogallala Try on Steve Earle’s Last Words Or...

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Sometimes things work out exactly How you’d hoped they would, With plans and people meeting up In just the way they should. However, that is not the norm And, though you may prepare, A perfect execution of A plan is pretty rare. Though rolling with the punches is Not easy, on the whole, It might be best when circumstances Slip from your control. ...

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Frequently left with no logic when wet with amorous magick; Dragonflies and rolling boulders, cohesive thought left in embers; A soft touch in heavy silence leads to an act of defiance; Locked up with metallic handcuffs you won’t hear me utter rebuffs; To follow the heartbeat in me? They may say it’s a bit crazy; Arrested ‘cause I won’t comply, I’ll plead the...

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So we’ll go no more a bowling So late into this night Though our arms be still as willing And the lanes be still as bright, For balls wear out the fingers And arthritis shows its might, While the back pains all linger And knees need rest’s respite. Though the night is made for bowling And the lanes close far too soon, Yet we’ll go...

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Leaving all my worries roll over my shoulders to feel free...

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Rolling passed where I used to live many years ago, I saw a white limousine stopping by, I didn't know what was happening, but I went there to see. A Coruña, my city those years, in front of the "Chaplin Cinemas" the "Black Panther" made her limousine to be stopped in the middle of nowhere to sign autographs before the concert. Mrs...

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Rolling Capricorn style; You always play to win; Remain cold and calculated; Work hard....

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Torrents of water spill from the sky Gimme shelter under a patch of trees in an effort to stay dry In just a short time the Rolling Stones take to the stage This moment I will never forget as past and present become one Up above the heavens have stopped the rain time to have some fun The M.C.strides...

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You are the sunshine of my life That’s why I’ll always be around You are the apple of my eye Forever you’ll stay in my heart —Stevie Wonder “Keep me as the apple of your eye; hide me in the shadow of your wings…” —Psalm 17:8a ROLLING EYES Rolling eyes, contemptible, in the tent that you present. Averting, left or right, neither straight - a googly-eye menace, a disgrace. Replace with grace. Concentrate. Be respectable. Don’t make a...

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Born on a cold day with the moon shining on him at night, crying as a newborn child he saw the light. In a ghetto he screamed for the first time. He was raised happy as he could be without other chances, but fighting. Knowing nothing else, he learned that he was the best. He grew up strong, after being hit one day after the other, engaged...

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