Book Shelves Poem by Res John Burman

Book Shelves

Rating: 5.0


Today
I have no time
For poetry and such
Today I must make bookcases
To make space for some of
This poetry
A-floor.

I’m tired
Of tripping up
On Kipling and Bukowski
And all of the Nav Works Bloggers
I will break my poor heart
For my poor art
Sometimes.

But not
My neck, not yet
Not too young to die now
But en-tir-er-ly too busy
To pop my clogs over
A pile of books
Unread.

16th March 2008

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Mary Gordley 25 March 2008

Oh I am so glad I did not miss this poem. You hit on one of my household's sticking points and made a very readable poem from this dilemma. I loved reading this thanks.

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Marvin Brato 24 March 2008

Though provoking poem, poets write poem not for readers but for the hearts! A 10.

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Res John Burman

Res John Burman

London, Middlesex, England
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