Oil Poems - Poems about Oil

Do you know for a split second you stopped my heart? So I'd feel the jolt when your touch made it restart Your hands paint feelings that never truly depart Those eyes— two gorgeous brown galleries of fine art My words are thick oil; you've painted with them boldly from our start Our duet's masterpiece; allowing us to enjoy every...

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Oil Fields Too many long hours in the day. Many hard days under the sun and in the rain. After so many years, I now understand. You worked a hard job on the land. I don’t thank you enough. With iron you have to be tough. Sun up oil and dirt. I appreciate all your...

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I gaze upon the spectrum of the past in rainbows and oil stains, The lights dissolve into a sea of colors, of green, blue, and red, And I fade with them, like a dream slipping away at dawn, I sigh my words onto the window, a silent poem meeting your gaze. On nights like this, even breathing becomes a...

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"Time, keeps slippin' and there's no crime You know there is no time it's never too late" Oil and Water - Glenn Hughes I do not have time I already left Missing my connection Ending up bereft And time stops spinning Stops playing it's game I see all for what it is I'm always just out of the frame Time is inhaled My breath is on...

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The bottle pours too fast, gold-green streaks darkening the wood. It smells like something honest, I wipe it clean before anyone notices. ...

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Hearts shattered Open ice Friendly smiles Competitions vice A tie, they say A game well loved How can we win When peace is the ideal above We slaughter them humanely We butcher them halal Oil don't do well on our coast And Orca's don't do well there Are we better at entertaining than winning? Now there's an original thought We'd better burey the Oilers Otherwise we'll get caught...

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I was but a tin man, A cold and heartless can, Frozen solid stuck on my feet, But then I heard a beat, It was you that oiled my joints, Many unrivaled selfless points, You cared for this piece of tin, To give life where none had been, Caring for me with little rest, Until again a beat from my chest, Showing me what true...

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Sardines in olive oil A shop in Lisbon exclusively sold sardines this interested me since my Norwegian mother had worked at a factory selling tinned sardines I asked if they had sardines from other country they didn't but told me in tinned bacalao they  cod fish came from Norway I noticed sardines in olive oil with the year the tin was made,...

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In secret temples, hidden from the sun A false faith gathers, deceit is done Gullible hearts, enslaved by design Treasures drained, with prophetic lies divine Their slogans echo, "Bring ye, bring ye" Promising blessings, but delivering misery To the obedient, a "bless ye" they say But to the rebellious, "curse ye" each day Elites and innocents, deceived and torn Scriptural knowledge used to justify...

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Oil on paper, skies are grey It’s a windy autumn day I see linens on the line Bedsheet swings behind the vine There's your shirt of navy blue And my sweater of green hue And it was so long ago Where now do we belong? I’m not sure I can tell Memory can’t serve that well Can you recognize the place? Did we really leave a...

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Waiting patiently in the customer area with a room full of quiet people...

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It’s not that I am languid, more that I am chagrined. So disappointed to be met by this dreadful north wind. I am on my way to see him, and I will look so disheveled. I am convinced the god Boreas is inclined to be bedeviled. They say I have a porcelain face and that I never smile. This is...

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Its beak is just above the black mud, head resting on the thick sludge. One black eye looks at us. There is no accusation in that gaze, no recriminatory stare not even a plea for rescue. Only that dimming lens, that looks now, at a clean patch of sky as if it were God....

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Note this poem was written some time ago but I was sick and deleted my site. I have been patiently reposting my poems since 9 October 2000. On November 13, 2002. The Prestige, one of twelve tanks burst during a storm off Galicia, in northwestern Spain. No help was forthcoming and by November 19,...

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