Byron and Me

im sure we all know the poem by Byron,..its a classic, but, the next came to me one day
while the first was ricocheting around in my head:o) m


By Byron
she walks in beauty,like the night.........
balance removed due to copywright concerns.

by me
He Walks

he walks in thunder, like the gods
of lightening bolts and stormy skies,
and all thats man of strength and power
beams out from all his countenance
so exposed by lightening flash
which stormy skies to us display.

the darkened hue, the cloudy day
could only serve to enhance
the thickness of his crown
or play the craigs upon his face,
where mind so busily muses
strength and wisdom are here at home.

and on that chin and strength of nose
so rugged, so strong, so confident,
the face that gives, the faithfullness,
that tell of days in giving spent,
a courage for all to share,
a soul whos care is never spent.

Marlene