Byron Poems - Poems about Byron

Sharon by Michael R. Burch, circa age 15 apologies to Byron I. Flamingo-minted, pink, pink cheeks, dark hair streaked with a lisp of dawnlight; I have seen your shadow creep through eerie webs spun out of twilight... And I have longed to kiss...Read the rest...

Epigrams V Are mayflies missed by mountains? Do stars applaud the glowworm’s stellar mimicry? —Michael R. Burch Teach me to love: to fly beyond sterile Mars to percolating Venus. —Michael R. Burch Byron was not a shy one, as peacocks run. —Michael R. Burch When I...Read the rest...

Byron, Your Poetry Sings To Our Wanting Hearts He gave us images, the raving beauty far within and romantic dancing words that ate up the eager page he met the world head on and absorbs into his white...Read the rest...

Rockstar status known decades ago, Imagined greatness you alone, Infused lines to inspire yet unordained, Dark recesses breathing life unexplained, A lord born of chance to pursue chosen prose, Wound about poisonous flesh the desire, Youth requitted and melancholic haunts, Playing redemption...Read the rest...

Lord Byron aka George Gordon a privileged Baron's son In poetry found instant fame wine,women & words daily game...Read the rest...

She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that’s best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes; Thus mellowed to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies. One...Read the rest...

Lord Byron poet extraordinaire lived life& loved sans a care His daughter Augusta Ada King programming Babbage Engines was her thing...Read the rest...

Who reads Tomas Moore reads much more of Lord byron as Anacreonte...Read the rest...

My way is not that far my path is not that black tar my bicycle is deflated but your heart is inflated i go in peace and war the way i came all i see in my eye is a...Read the rest...

From my Blog: Of Byron, Keats And Shelley, A Few Words (1.) Of Byron And A Visit I Once Had Alas! Youth and its joy away has flown I wake at the break of day with a groan the smooth mirror...Read the rest...

In Love, Our Romance Flows In Kissing Streams, Poets Tribute Series, fourth poet, Lord Byron Claim I, thy wondrous heart into sweet dreams, And in that soft glowing realm we slow dance; In Love, our romance flows in kissing...Read the rest...

One dark and stormy night, when half my life lay behind me ?I wandered from the straight and narrow path too far. And took my heart for a ship’s compass All through the darkness, I followed...Read the rest...

I speak not, I trace not, I breathe not thy name; There is grief in the sound, there is guilt in the fame; But the tear that now burns on my cheek may impart The deep thoughts that...Read the rest...

She was created of earth's lusty marrow, lived amidst chimera and heather fields breathing Byron essence & Dickinson fire, there was madness in the poetry of her life an atmosphere favorably self-aware ...Read the rest...

While browsing in a second hand book store The blue cover of your book caught my eye. Your first edition then guided my path Into reading your wondrous words of love. Quite new to the engagement of...Read the rest...