Short Rolling Along Poems

thunder
rolling along
the alleys of sky
meeting with lightning striking force
a zap...

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Rolling hills along
The road straight on forever more
Hills inconsequencial.

© Paul Warren Poetry...

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My dog was gripping my leg,

as I hung my coat on a peg.

Along came the cat.

Brown, furry and fat.

Rolling along like an egg....

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I'm finally slowing down after all these years
Yup! You heard it first... dragging up my rear
Had to happen
Still can't imagine
A young pup still am I rolling along in high gear...

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Wandering  Mind

Today I have no plans other than to keep 
Rolling along under the hot sun and hope 
To find a watering place…. A cold beer. 
Take no photos not speak to anyone, just 
Drive everywhere and nowhere in silence...

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Often the third wheel between two people 
Rolling along the median of life 
The epicenter of two separate goals 
Neither lane resembling my own 
The wheel that no one wanted to steer 
Loneliness on the road of several
Rolling along the median of life...

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Embraced
Your Dream Catchers
Have been tattooed on our culture

They Grace our hides
Our windows
And our rear view mirrors

Protecting us
Shielding us
Defining us

Circles
Web woven
Sinew sewn
Brandishing
Your Eagle's feathers

Rolling along
With the nightmare
In the mirror
Fading in the distance


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There was a day on TV
When westerns were all the rage
Together our masked hero the Lone Ranger
with Tonto kept outlaws in their cage

Wagon Train kept rolling along
Seth Adams the leader
Flint McCullough chief scout
old Charlie Wooster was the feeder

My all-time favorite Cowboy
had to be clearly Wagon Train
Flint was my all-time hero
my chief scout taking the strain!...

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How long has it been since your last poem?
It's sounds like a priest inquiring about confession.
What corners do I dare not look around?
Why the starvation?
We drop out and then feel this dying inside.
Rolling along with this death.
Words carry as much as you'd like them to.
I can feel myself climbing up the rope now.
(Though there is no rope.)
I need those platforms in the sky,
To know they're there in case I fly....

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I found a skull the other day
Was it human? I think no way.
Twenty-two bones, and all of them say
Come on down, honey, we want to play.

It was a merry skull, truly gay.
Rolling along the South Side Bay
In life he told me he was Big Jay
I frankly did not know what to say

Because he was a talkative gray
He told me stories, sure did. Okay?
I found him on the east highway
Decided to keep him, this skull named Jay....

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It Was Only a Dream

The days of rush and running;
The airport, the hugs the drive.
Our special gourmet lunch place.
It was only a dream.

The twinkling lights, pajama nights,
Planning presents, paper crinkling.
Lingering laughter, long goodbyes.
It was only a dream.

Breakfast out and you’re gone.
Time is rolling along.
I know it was only a dream 
Of sun spent days, but…

Your forgotten present lies on the couch....

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I was rolling along
just fine, thank you
until I came across you

Like a nail in the road, you poked a vicious
hole in my heart, and I went flat

And it was a rough ride
for a while there
and noisy, too-
ka-WHUMP
ka-WHUMP
ka-WHUMP
my heart pathetically
loped along
hoping you would return
to fill the hole you’d made

But now, it’s through, I’m over you
I have a brand new heart
and a much more
careful driver
at the wheel...

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Ah, writing a poem that just rattles on
no matter the reason or rhyme or a song
not slowing a second not slowing at all 
just rolling along like a big mindless ball
or pieces of paper, blown by the wind
not reaching an end, with no place to begin
no purpose worth stating and none I could say
just blab a blab blabber and then blab away
I'll just keep it rambling, without meaning or point
I'll stretch it my friend while you roll the next joint...

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Moving on rolling along how long must this go on

I know I can count on you to keep this up on a roll 

So don't slip and fall down like a clown

Smile and don't get down and frown

My friend you must try to find a way to say

Hey everyday I will not stay locked inside my head until I am dead

I am not Fred I am not dead

I will not lose my head

Moving on I will keep up with my feet 

I will not use my seat

I choose to stay on my feet and of my seat...

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Waves



The new day was dawning

When I opened my eyes

The stars had been covered 

By the Clouds passing by


A whisper of waves rolling along the seashore

I spotted them when I opened the door

They tried to gently pass on by

They were caught in the act

By a rumble in the sky


They were gone, as fast as they came

They’ll reappear to finish their game

They’ll roll and play gently in the sea

As long as I am quiet, they won’t hear me...

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