Res John Burman

Rookie - 16 Points (27th October 1942 to 'Not Yet! ' / London, Middlesex, England)

Res John Burman Poems

1. To All In Durance Vile 12/29/2007
2. The Servants Reply 12/29/2007
3. Weather Report 1/28/2008
4. This Country In Between 1/29/2008
5. Witch 1/30/2008
6. Tulip Petal Love 1/31/2008
7. Storms, Squalls & Tempests 2/4/2008
8. Rudbeckia Hirta. Black-Eyed Susan. 2/5/2008
9. Boys And Girls 2/6/2008
10. Rapture. Miss P. 2/8/2008
11. Papaver Somniferum 2/10/2008
12. The Apple. To Eve. 2/12/2008
13. Come My Darling. 2/14/2008
14. Will-O-The-Wisp 2/19/2008
15. Door 2/24/2008
16. Cowboys & Indians Or The Optimist 2/27/2008
17. St Just Fire Brigade 2/27/2008
18. For My Heart 2/28/2008
19. Darkened Doorways. 2/29/2008
20. Dawn. 2/29/2008
21. Sea Salt 3/26/2008
22. Blades 3/26/2008
23. Caroline. 3/26/2008
24. Boxes. 3/26/2008
25. Tibet. Easter Weekend. 3/26/2008
26. Who Am I? 3/26/2008
27. My Ex Wife. 3/26/2008
28. Savour 3/1/2008
29. Meditations Of A Soldier 3/13/2008
30. Paddy 3/13/2008
31. History 3/24/2008
32. Ray On Cats 3/24/2008
33. Goodbye Charlton Heston 4/23/2008
34. Fairy Queen 5/11/2008
35. Stapled Rocks 5/11/2008
36. The Earthquake Trilogy. A Mothers Sacrifice. 6/20/2008
37. The Earthquake Trilogy. The Worthy Teacher. 6/20/2008
38. Life And Death. 6/20/2008
39. Appalachia, Applachia. 6/20/2008
40. Cultivating Love And Fruit. (Parental Advisory) 6/20/2008
Best Poem of Res John Burman

Bloody Moon

Lantern hanging in the trees,
Full moon overhead,
An orange moon, a bloody moon,
As I buried my dead!

She’d been a lover for many a year,
A friend so true and brave,
But under that bloody moon
I slaved to dig her grave.

A long-handled Cornish shovel
Digging in the night
The lantern swaying in the trees
Casting a ghastly light.


Tears flowed like salty rivers,
As I looked up at that moon,
I’d rather I’d been howling
Than sobbing like a loon.

I dug that grave so deep and wide,
As far as I could go,
And then I ...

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The Servants Reply

I should point out that in this case the term 'servant' applies to one who serves, not necessarily to one who is sub-serviant.

I am Restless, breathless with desire,
Your studies have my skin on fire,
Each touch and slide with hand or knee,
Are fuelling fires deep in me.
I feel your gaze as you take in,
Every line from toe to chin.
I feel your breath upon my skin,

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