Poems Inspired by Lord Byron
#LordByron
Poems inspired by the English romantic poet Lord Byron. Here you'll find poetry using the style, themes or characters found in poems by Lord Byron. Along with poems about Byron himself, including praise, criticism and memorials.
Ogbonna
Poem Published
28th Aug 2022 11:29pm
28th Aug 2022 11:29pm
Salman Rushdie
Intrepid gadfly;
the voice of dissent.
Multiple times stricken,
multiple times resolved.
Though he bleeds,
still the pen that chides never bleeds,
nor is it obliterated.
For three decades and four,
death he evaded,
still, multiple times stricken,
evasive he remains.
the voice of dissent.
Multiple times stricken,
multiple times resolved.
Though he bleeds,
still the pen that chides never bleeds,
nor is it obliterated.
For three decades and four,
death he evaded,
still, multiple times stricken,
evasive he remains.
#WilliamShakespeare
#RobertFrost
#LangstonHughes #LordByron
#LangstonHughes #LordByron
171 reads
0 Comments
ShaunCronick100
Poem Published
17th Aug 2022 9:08am
17th Aug 2022 9:08am
The Dead Mad Poets Society
One needs to be a fruitcake,
Truth be told a complete loon.
Or more madder than a hatter,
All clearly barking at the moon.
For histories mad and manic poet's,
Displayed dark derangement and notoriety.
Poets who all deserved to be certified,
Members of The Dead Mad Poets Society.
François Villon stabbed a priest to death,
Then was banished from Paris for his crime.
His poems were of such an intricate form,
Composed in notorious brothels of the time.
Richard Savage was a satirist and murderer,
Also a...
Truth be told a complete loon.
Or more madder than a hatter,
All clearly barking at the moon.
For histories mad and manic poet's,
Displayed dark derangement and notoriety.
Poets who all deserved to be certified,
Members of The Dead Mad Poets Society.
François Villon stabbed a priest to death,
Then was banished from Paris for his crime.
His poems were of such an intricate form,
Composed in notorious brothels of the time.
Richard Savage was a satirist and murderer,
Also a...
#LordByron
150 reads
0 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
20th May 2021 00:10am
20th May 2021 00:10am
The Tattooed Goddess (5-7-5 Senryu)
Lord Byron in pique
Euterpe, was not a/muse/d
Ink streaked petticoat
by Jemia
Euterpe, was not a/muse/d
Ink streaked petticoat
by Jemia
#LifeAsAWriter
#frustration
#LordByron
218 reads
0 Comments
PoetsRevenge
Poem Published
17th Dec 2020 5:36am
17th Dec 2020 5:36am
Soul Of The Woods
To pluck the strings of wooded bliss,
I only know to summon this:
from ev'ry dale and crested tree
upon which lands each bird let free.
There -- a reason to sing and live
wherein, a song my heart can give
and ever true from me to you,
a friend once had not joy as you:
My pathless woods, my one true home --
to Thee I give my only poem.
Here, my last once as my first
within a past for better or worse.
Roaming free within your care
always to be and forever there;
fed as creatures well sustained ...
I only know to summon this:
from ev'ry dale and crested tree
upon which lands each bird let free.
There -- a reason to sing and live
wherein, a song my heart can give
and ever true from me to you,
a friend once had not joy as you:
My pathless woods, my one true home --
to Thee I give my only poem.
Here, my last once as my first
within a past for better or worse.
Roaming free within your care
always to be and forever there;
fed as creatures well sustained ...
#forest
#trees
#birds
#music
#LordByron
430 reads
14 Comments
eswaller
Poem Published
7th Dec 2020 10:36pm
7th Dec 2020 10:36pm
She Is True Beauty
I see her standing there like a true vision.
How I wish I could meet her right at the
Water’s edge so captivated by her beauty
And true perfection. In some other world
She would be mine, but in this world she
Is fawned over by many others like some
Boyhood or girlhood fantasy. When she
Laughs like a musical melody others stop
To listen. With her smile she can light up
A dark room and with her eyes she can set
Fires. She walks in beauty like the silence
In the wind chimes, but no one knows her
True beauty on...
How I wish I could meet her right at the
Water’s edge so captivated by her beauty
And true perfection. In some other world
She would be mine, but in this world she
Is fawned over by many others like some
Boyhood or girlhood fantasy. When she
Laughs like a musical melody others stop
To listen. With her smile she can light up
A dark room and with her eyes she can set
Fires. She walks in beauty like the silence
In the wind chimes, but no one knows her
True beauty on...
#love
#beauty
#LordByron
534 reads
4 Comments
PoetsRevenge
Poem Published
2nd Dec 2020 3:52am
2nd Dec 2020 3:52am
To Romance (Visions Of Love)
Romantic rays, of these were lit
my early days as joy saw fit.
I reveled in your warm cascades;
receded into wanton ways.
Yet visions bore no guarantee,
were at best of elusivity;
my intentions so did melt
under glare of scrutiny dealt
And I did cast you out, away --
my bosom shielded of decay.
The suit of armour molded, cast
would not then yield to your repast.
The hungry heart devoured itself
within its shrine upon a shelf
and where have gone Thee, lost above
at each attempt to capture love. ...
my early days as joy saw fit.
I reveled in your warm cascades;
receded into wanton ways.
Yet visions bore no guarantee,
were at best of elusivity;
my intentions so did melt
under glare of scrutiny dealt
And I did cast you out, away --
my bosom shielded of decay.
The suit of armour molded, cast
would not then yield to your repast.
The hungry heart devoured itself
within its shrine upon a shelf
and where have gone Thee, lost above
at each attempt to capture love. ...
#love
#romantic
#LordByron
400 reads
10 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
28th Nov 2020 5:41am
28th Nov 2020 5:41am
I See Her in Dreams
I see her in dreams every night,
With heavenly angelic eyes
Covered in beauty and delight
Like the most glorious sunrise,
And I bask in this solemn rite
That only a dream can comprise.
Captivated by a bright smile,
I cannot help but fall in love,
For the splendor lasts a while
As if it’s been sent from above,
Her appearance is so tactile
It’s surely what dreams are made of.
I long to sleep just for the chance
To behold this sheer fantasy
In her attraction there’s a trance
More profound than an endless sea, ...
With heavenly angelic eyes
Covered in beauty and delight
Like the most glorious sunrise,
And I bask in this solemn rite
That only a dream can comprise.
Captivated by a bright smile,
I cannot help but fall in love,
For the splendor lasts a while
As if it’s been sent from above,
Her appearance is so tactile
It’s surely what dreams are made of.
I long to sleep just for the chance
To behold this sheer fantasy
In her attraction there’s a trance
More profound than an endless sea, ...
#love
#beauty
#dreams
#sleep
#LordByron
509 reads
10 Comments
slipalong
Poem Published
20th Nov 2020 8:35am
20th Nov 2020 8:35am
The bridge soon to be crossed
As near the lake, I cast a stone
and stand and watch it bounce
duck's and drakes, squawk in overtones
skimming, its short flight pronounced
settled, leave the self so all alone
short term, that came all unannounced
as life, will have its ups and downs
each ripple ebbing, slowly drown.
In mourning, standing on the bridge
hear the water trickle past
be with it, its dark seeing images
who threw the die? that you were cast
stolen time, that we were pledged
my soul flies, sombre, at half mast
fair...
and stand and watch it bounce
duck's and drakes, squawk in overtones
skimming, its short flight pronounced
settled, leave the self so all alone
short term, that came all unannounced
as life, will have its ups and downs
each ripple ebbing, slowly drown.
In mourning, standing on the bridge
hear the water trickle past
be with it, its dark seeing images
who threw the die? that you were cast
stolen time, that we were pledged
my soul flies, sombre, at half mast
fair...
#love
#grief
#death
#memorial
#LordByron
477 reads
5 Comments
AspergerPoet56
Poem Published
10th Nov 2020 11:07am
10th Nov 2020 11:07am
Breath Of Beauty
being attractive
is as natural as breath
for she is beauty
is as natural as breath
for she is beauty
#love
#beauty
#senryu #LordByron
#senryu #LordByron
675 reads
7 Comments
Ahavati
Poem Published
10th Nov 2020 00:26am
10th Nov 2020 00:26am
A Man of Simple Dreams
( After Lord Byron )
To wake of morning, half-light crowning—
spitting flash through arthritic trees;
a spindly flame, waxing stronger
exposing ivory skin of frosted field.
An aroma, roasted kernel twists
as cats, entwined amid feet;
timorous stems of shadow retreat
across leaf-strewn concrete.
To hear the yodel of migrating loon
depart winter-tide for passion
disrupts me not, despite their omen;
armed guards of snow, capturing
the garden, sparing no green survivor
save...
To wake of morning, half-light crowning—
spitting flash through arthritic trees;
a spindly flame, waxing stronger
exposing ivory skin of frosted field.
An aroma, roasted kernel twists
as cats, entwined amid feet;
timorous stems of shadow retreat
across leaf-strewn concrete.
To hear the yodel of migrating loon
depart winter-tide for passion
disrupts me not, despite their omen;
armed guards of snow, capturing
the garden, sparing no green survivor
save...
#LordByron
670 reads
36 Comments
JohnnyBlaze
Poem Published
8th Nov 2020 00:04am
8th Nov 2020 00:04am
[ CC ] The Byronic Man
It just so happen'd by tender age five
fingertips uncover'd growing passion
finding more of himself to be alive;
ladies' undergarments were now in fashion
causing childhood'd wonderments to thrive
( thoughts only adults tend to imagine )
Catalogue'd, art tastefully flashbulb'd bright
Seeing was believing, deceiving mind
into notions that women creature'd night
casting spells upon men become resigned
to capture beauty with slavish delight
---fondling every...
fingertips uncover'd growing passion
finding more of himself to be alive;
ladies' undergarments were now in fashion
causing childhood'd wonderments to thrive
( thoughts only adults tend to imagine )
Catalogue'd, art tastefully flashbulb'd bright
Seeing was believing, deceiving mind
into notions that women creature'd night
casting spells upon men become resigned
to capture beauty with slavish delight
---fondling every...
#women
#men
#art #LordByron
#art #LordByron
836 reads
13 Comments
LunaGreyhawk
Poem Published
1st Nov 2020 8:59pm
1st Nov 2020 8:59pm
The Destruction of the Sea-People
A mighty kingdom o’er mountains north
Tales of its treasure spread widely forth
Yet coveting bounty from the land below
Mysterious riches for those in the know
A humble village nestled next to the sea
Ruled by none but their own humility
Possessing a prize world-over renown’d
Honored in secret where secrets abound
Begrudging the people their loyalty
The Ruler consumed by his royalty
Nefarious planning far into each night
Blinded by greed ever-eager to fight
Peaceful villagers fell swiftly as...
Tales of its treasure spread widely forth
Yet coveting bounty from the land below
Mysterious riches for those in the know
A humble village nestled next to the sea
Ruled by none but their own humility
Possessing a prize world-over renown’d
Honored in secret where secrets abound
Begrudging the people their loyalty
The Ruler consumed by his royalty
Nefarious planning far into each night
Blinded by greed ever-eager to fight
Peaceful villagers fell swiftly as...
#LordByron
201 reads
6 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems Inspired by Lord Byron
Page:
#LordByron is curated by Ahavati.
