Res John Burman Biography

Better to go bare-foot,
Than wear that old soft shoe.
Be the altar of your own soul,
And let them come and worship you!
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Lantern hanging in the trees,
Full moon overhead,
An orange moon, a bloody moon,
As I buried my dead!
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Today
I have no time
For poetry and such
Today I must make bookcases
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Injured birds break my heart

Like injured innocence
Losing the gift of flight
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I have an IT Consultant,
Who, gently, with words of one syllable,
Patiently leads me through the complexities,
Of Mobiles, landlines, filters,
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