My Poetry – Page 79 – George Ruddock

Oil

After weeks away
The time is right
We have our pay
And we await our flight

Weeks on the rig
Out in the bay
A … Read the rest

The canyon and the desert
Draws me like a cork from wine
Ridges and sand taking away my hurt
On how I wish you were … Read the rest

Never let them go
Hold them tight
And let them flow
Whenever the moment is right

Recall dancing in the rain
The love of Grandad… Read the rest

Why am I the one to suffer
I was only guilt of loving you
But you now have a new lover
And you tell me … Read the rest

You told me this morning
We are no longer one
Why didn’t I see a warning?
But maybe there was none

You left while I … Read the rest

I live in a palace
Of broken-down dreams
I drink from a chalice
That always gleams

And the wine is bitter
Reflecting my pain
And … Read the rest

I have so many treasures
My friends, old and new
They are without measure
And their friendship is always true

I have so many treasures… Read the rest

Today is the last day
Tomorrow terra firma
Sadly, the morning is grey
But we won’t even murmur

Our last locks of twenty twenty-one
Waiting … Read the rest

As dawn rises over the canal
Boats and birds awake
The start of a new day lifts our morale
As a week on the water … Read the rest

A breakfast on a narrow boat
Is a feast of plenty
I really don’t want to gloat
But you ever leave the table feeling empty… Read the rest