Rolling Poems - Poems about Rolling

Sponsor: Oliver Mckeithan Rolling Stones Song Titles : 16 lines submitted : 17/7/25 ________________________ ANGIE, my devoted dark Love really and truly I don’t want you UNDER MY THUMB it hurts us both as you PAINT IT BLACK~ makes me wanna hack freedom’s our choice, our soul’s ardent desire YOU CAN’T ALWAYS GET WHAT YOU WANT we have...

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Ruby Tuesday caught him on the rebound They met at a Rolling Stones Concert He was glad she came into his life, he conceded She was nice to have around To fill the void his heart needed Before he met her, he was in bars drinking whiskey and gin Where honkey tonk women danced,...

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The Rolling Stones, a prominent singer of ANGIE “UNDER MY THUMB, the girl who once had me down” He may wish to create a portrait, and PAINT IT BLACK When people make wishes, He says “YOU CAN’T ALWAYS GET WHAT YOU WANT” It’s autumn now, TUMBLIN DICE here and there When going to barn, WILD HORSES seen afar Being in an odd town, HONKY TONK WOMEN lived there Each...

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A Rolling Stone She’s weird as a broom stick, that witchy woman That crazy, shonky, HONKY TONK WOMAN On Monday she’s ANGIE, RUBY TUESDAY Wednesday and Fridays it’s Glorious Rose. What’s in a name? She sweetly asks me I smell as good - why not change yours? Ye Gods, What TUMBLING DICE did you roll? What Shonky Tonk woman sent you me? Its...

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As I saw them all line up in the grey alley, my mind was blown away by the HONKY TONK WOMEN, but I got away from their skilled allure lest they captured my wayward passion to PAINT IT BLACK, turn me into a gambler of love, rolling as TUMBLIN DICE. That was when I felt the WILD HORSES run...

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Tumbling rolling like a stone ! Yes. going on my own : Independent, frolic free but not in glee I'm not feeling fine ! Yet my life is mine. ...

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You take the high road, I'll take the high road You ain't gettin' away that easy I'm on to your tricks, I'm a pretty smart cookie But some things make me queazy Like a beautiful woman dressed like a man On second thought that's kinda kinky A well tailored suit can look oh so good If the lady is sexy and...

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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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