Byron's Bonfires
BYRON’S BONFIRES
Byron’s life was full of fire
Some from passion’s strong desires
Some from temper, child spoiled--
Too much paper--desk embroiled
But he suffered sacred fire
Shelley’s wretched funeral pyre
On strange shores his friend succumbed
Drowned so far away from home
Fighting valiant-- Greeks allied
Keeping paper by his side
Used a fire to keep warm--
Daunting rain that did him harm
After death friends burned B’s words
What a shock if people heard
Thoughts that Byron dared to write
Deeds he carried through by night
Thus his words sung to the flames
Protecting friends from nasty names--
Luck-charmed chimney to embrace
Ash-thoughts of man so wrong defaced.
Victoria Anderson-Throop 12/03/12 ©
Juja, Kenya Africa
Copyright © Victoria Anderson-Throop | Year Posted 2012
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