Stones Poems - Poems about Stones

I love to dance to the music of The Rolling Stones, one of the longest-running rock bands since the sixties. The band’s music is raw with energetic blend of blues, rhythm and blues, rock and roll and baroque rock or pop. Slow dancing to the ballads of Angie and Wild Horses let me bring out the emotional depth of...

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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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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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Matsuo Basho: English translations of Haiku about winter, cold, rain, rains, frost, frosts, snow, snowflakes, wind, children, childhood, hail, hail stones, winter life. Mushroom-gathering, rushing to beat cold evening rains. —Matsuo Basho, translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch Ceremonious hailstones assail my hinoki hat. —Matsuo Basho, translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch Caught hatless in a winter shower? So it goes. —Matsuo Basho, translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch How...

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Sponsor Oliver Mckeithan Contest Name Stones Poems. 6/7/25 _______________________________________________________ WILD HORSES would not tear me away from you sweet one. ANGIE our family is complete now we have a son. They say YOU CANT ALWAYS GET WHAT YOU WANT, but that's not true. You are my HONKY TONK WOMAN and I need you. TUMBLIN DICE fall just the right way holdin...

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step stones across stream look easy to pick and tread some were raised upright wanting to be idolised ~ as landfall stands for the soul...

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ANGIE Tuesday kept singing You are UNDER MY THUMB YOU CAN'T ALWAYS GET WHAT YOU WANT Her sister RUBY TUESDAY Tended to WILD HORSES With three HONKY TONK WOMEN It was a normal morning Until Bill, better known TUMBLIN DICE rode home at speed Bill had rode with a great news- The ROLLING STONES band was visiting Neighboring town All folks rushed out and out Town was empty...

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What is the stone for, Jacob? Surely the Lord is in this place, But I did not realize it! I saw His stairway in my dream, This is the Gate of Heaven! I will set this stone as sacred, And pour oil on top of it! It is Bethel, the House of God, And the Lord will become my God! Why these stone...

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I stood on edge of stream crystal clear and cobbled, with stones jagged and rough, smooth flat and rounded. How could this rumbled jumble or rocks and gravel have got there? Which stone was tossed and thrown? Which was skipped there by tiny hands trying for eight skips or more? Which was placed strategically in a row of stepping stones for dry-feet to cross the stream...

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I have always loved The Rolling Stones and their song ... ANGIE, speaks to my soul of love lost, kisses whispered, and letting go. Their song UNDER MY THUMB took me to a place of pain, where I was treated like a pet, abused, silent, I kept my thoughts. PAINT IT BLACK reminded me of times in my...

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After "the ritual" by Olivia Gatwood everything about this song is red, your wallet is brown, the brown a burgundy and the burgundy’s chalice has gold to dazzle rubies, carnelian, sard precious, semi-precious, the same- all the same, feel the same when you hold the cup to livid lips and send them on their merry way bumping into the ugly ridges of a throat lodged with stingy...

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ANGIE my RUBY TUESDAY a HONKY TONK WOMAN still UNDER MY THUMB ? YOU CAN'T ALWAYS GET WHAT YOU WANT oh TUMBLIN DICE amongst ROLLING STONES will you not PAINT IT BLACK pulled by WILD HORSES! ...

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Hey, ANGIE I just want to say And I don't want to PAINT IT BLACK I know you felt UNDER MY THUMB But, seriously consider the facts YOU CAN'T ALWAYS GET WHAT YOU WANT Cause life is like TUMBLIN DICE You're just like those...

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OH ANGIE my beau in morning light, We've rocked on all through the night. UNDER MY THUMB, our love still burns, Rolling dem stones to what she yearns. PAINT IT BLACK, let's sing the tune, Let it play from dawn to noon. YOU CAN'T ALWAYS GET WHAT YOU WANT, But it sure pays to taunt and flaunt. Let's toss the TUMBLIN' DICE again, For...

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Stones remember, the first cold plunge in ice-melt currents hurling the sense of fear. They remember each bump, each grind, each sudden collision, that carved their surface to soft compliance, yielding to the drag. They remember the murmuring bobble, as gentler waters tumbled them together, stone on stone mumbling in the cobbled bed. They remember the drought years - sun cracking their dried backs, leaving flakes and crack lines, on once-smooth sides. They remember the roaring...

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