Robert Edgar Burns

Rookie - 1 Points (02/14/1953 / Dunedin, Florida)

Robert Edgar Burns Poems

401. Goodbye To A Part Of Me 4/3/2012
402. Do It Over 4/4/2012
403. A Matter Of? 4/4/2012
404. How Long? 4/5/2012
405. Anti Intellectual 4/5/2012
406. Natures Night 4/5/2012
407. Within Without 4/5/2012
408. Race 4/6/2012
409. Sons And Daughters 4/6/2012
410. Unworthy 4/7/2012
411. Just Print More 4/8/2012
412. Questions 4/8/2012
413. Perplexing 4/9/2012
414. Hands 4/9/2012
415. Perspective 4/10/2012
416. Innocence 4/11/2012
417. Abortions Are Immoral 4/12/2012
418. The Flowering Earth 4/13/2012
419. Symbol 4/13/2012
420. Mcgillicuddy 4/13/2012
421. Just Be Kind 4/13/2012
422. Bright 4/13/2012
423. I 4/14/2012
424. Picasso Of My Heart 4/14/2012
425. The Coronation 4/14/2012
426. Like Thanksgiving 4/15/2012
427. We'Ll See 4/15/2012
428. Equals 4/16/2012
429. Sleeping Dogs 4/16/2012
430. At Play 3/24/2012
431. I Think Of You 3/24/2012
432. Dancing Square 3/25/2012
433. Beauty 3/28/2012
434. Don'T Play With Food 3/28/2012
435. Time Traveler's Adventures #14 3/29/2012
436. Time Traveler's Adventures #15 3/29/2012
437. Blowing In The Wind 3/29/2012
438. Pazazz 3/30/2012
439. Pleasures 3/30/2012
440. Sunshine Economics 3/30/2012

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Best Poem of Robert Edgar Burns

The Meadow

In the meadow of the valley,
Where wild flowers are roaming free.
There are multitudes of colors
And their backdropp forest greens.

There I sit and watch reflections
Of the clouds above the lake.
And the creatures drinking from it,
A deer, a swan, a snake.

To accentuate this beauty,
Are the mountains far away.
That rise above the woodlands,
“Look up” they seem to say.

While climbing one great mountain,
I see the meadow that’s below.
Looking even now more lovely,
Than when I was below.

So when you’re in a valley,
Looking ...

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A Withered Life

The seasons of Life as told
from the point of view of a tree.

Once I stood so tall and true,
Life pulsing through winds and dew.
Lightning scars would drain my sap,
But I stood firm within my gap.

Many creatures scaled my bark.

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