Robert Edgar Burns

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

Robert Edgar Burns Poems

81. Intimacy 11/30/2011
82. Only Praises 12/2/2011
83. She's A Rose 12/2/2011
84. Snowflakes In The Air! 12/1/2011
85. Epilogue 12/2/2011
86. Jake's End! 12/2/2011
87. Incongruity 12/2/2011
88. Soul Mates We 12/2/2011
89. Forgive Me My Darling 12/4/2011
90. The Apologetic Fool 12/4/2011
91. Something Slimy In My Pants 12/4/2011
92. If I Could Read 12/4/2011
93. Eight Hundred And One! 12/4/2011
94. Duck! 12/5/2011
95. If It Offends You! 11/28/2011
96. Hollow Tree Hideout 11/28/2011
97. No Letters Or Calls 11/29/2011
98. I Am A Chump? 11/29/2011
99. We Are A Mystery! 11/29/2011
100. The Picasso Of My Heart! 11/29/2011
101. The Song Of The Ages 11/29/2011
102. She! 11/29/2011
103. War Paint! 12/5/2011
104. Beloved 12/5/2011
105. The Bra 12/5/2011
106. Bid Me Rise! 12/5/2011
107. One Pound Deer 12/5/2011
108. Sexual Tension 12/6/2011
109. Ending Days 12/6/2011
110. If Only I Had A Burger! 12/6/2011
111. The Night Before Tomorrow! 12/6/2011
112. The Centurion Resigns 12/6/2011
113. Lukie Likes Cookies 12/7/2011
114. There Was A Bear 12/7/2011
115. Your Puppy Dog 12/7/2011
116. It's My Potty 12/7/2011
117. Makes A Cold Boy Warm! 11/23/2011
118. Al E Moaney 11/25/2011
119. Nothing Like Her! 12/8/2011
120. Currents Of Love 12/8/2011
Best Poem of Robert Edgar Burns

The Curse

Behind every clown is a sad man.
Beneath every smile there are tears.
In front of all women there are stop signs.
In the heart of all hero's are fears.

Sometimes smiles and tears mingle.
My wish is all the time it's that way.
Every woman and clown put all obstacles down,
Just turn around from sadness, each day.

The above two verses are simply brilliant.
I cannot think of what else I can say.
But this poem needs a third verse,
Sometimes it's a curse.
But I smile as I am writing, it's O.K.

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My Heart's Pilot!

You are the sail from masts unfurled,
That forward moves my bow.
You are the Captain of my ship,
Who points me where and how.

You are my pilot ably strong,
Who stands firm at the wheel.
I will not question where you lead,
For it’s you who rights my keel.

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