Best Elizabeth II Poems
See there! She flies about the moor
Upon her favoured mount.
The waving, flowing grassy shore
bears hoofprints all about.
The waves her steed surmounts.
Her hair is flying here and there;
She hasn't thought of care.
Her little sister, Margaret Rose
Thro' panelled glass observes
As Lilibet, the rider, goes
At breakneck turns and curves.
The joy of youth deserves
A few such wild or reckless ways
Some pleasures in its days.
Her pony soon is waxing faint
(To him we lay no blame!)
She leads him to the arbour gate,
Now finished with her game.
Her sister calls her name.
A liv'ried lad bears horse away;
She runs to hear her sister say:
"Since Uncle had to abdicate,
Now Father rules the land.
Does that not mean it is your fate
As next in line to stand
As queen o'er British sand?"
"Yes, someday that may happen too."
Then Rose said this: "Poor you."
But Lilibet thought not that way,
She strengthened for the task;
Made ready for the coming day
And all that it would ask.
(It sure would be a tax
Becoming an authority,
Yet bound by law's decree.)
From duty's call she would not shrink;
The challenge she'd embrace.
Her high morale she'd not let sink,
But obstacles would face;
And God would give the grace
To yet be brave when dangers be,
And reign with equity.
{Lilibet was Elizabeth's nickname as a child among the Royal Family}
"The Tudor Rose, The Lion and The Sceptre of Light"
God bless
The Queen
Shield of Tudor Rose
and Lion rampant
the 3 of Lionheart,
guardant passant
Unicorn and azure harp
rose and thistle stand
with shamrock, connected
wars and battles
conflicted, a home
not seamless,
stands firm, apart
sanctuary is never easy
when grief is the price
we pay for love
duty bound
for Love,
of Her dominion
and Her people
Lion and Lamb
above all others,
at all cost, to self
constant Her
selfless shield of duty,
brave royal heart
arms never folding
outstretched
open wide apart
dieu et mon droit
"God and my right"
before Life, it starts
God bless
The Queen,
a life long lived
walking towards
Her sovereign,
now in sight
calls to Her
as if She
were a child,
halo crown
sceptre of Light
The Lion passant
her mighty Sovereign,
King and Lord,
now in her sight
(LadyLabyrinth / 2022)
Queen Elizabeth II
(b. 21.4.26 - d. 8.9.22, 96Yrs)
The orb and sceptre, ring and crown
each with its cross adorned,
displayed the rule of Christ alone
to mark your fealty sworn.
But stripped to simple linen gown
and hidden from this globe,
for power to serve your earthly throne
the oil of heaven flowed.
You sought to serve Him set apart
not bound by duty on your own,
but strengthened firm and from His heart
to bear your heavy crown.
We shall not see your like again
defender of the faith,
who served your God through every strain
and subjects here beneath.
God helped you keep your solemn vow,
God saved our gracious queen.
God keep you in our hearts as now,
and after you have been.
I'm not a Monarchist but I don't hate
The Queen. I lied to her when I was nine
At Finningley it was. We had to wait
For ages for her standing in a line
She asked me if we had a special day
Off school to come and see her and I said
We did. We didn't. She went on her way
And no-one came to say 'Off with her head'
She's just a person. I thought she was small
And looked a bit like Mum, except the nose
She didn't make a mark on me at all
Until today. It's funny how it goes
I saw her on the telly cross the road
In Enniskillen and the tears flowed
© Gail Foster 2nd June 2022
(During The Queen's visit to Enniskillen in 2012 she visited St Macartin's Cathedral and then crossed the road to the Roman Catholic Church of St. Michael)
In memoriam: Queen Elizabeth II died on 8 September 2022. May she Rest in Peace.
Gracious and a constant all my life,
not bending to public opinion o’ strife,
your sharp wit could cut like a Bowie knife.
With statesmen you did meet—had an excellent seat.
Paddington Bear, so sweet—your compassion, not beat.
You’re honoured as a national treasure,
never resorting to artful pressure:
Deus ex machine per Measure for Measure.
You danced with those freed—gifted a French Guard stead.
You have lived by a creed—example to us indeed.
Remembered as beloved mother and wife,
seventy years on the throne: quite a feat.
There’s no more need of any embrasure.
For your esteemed family, hearts now bleed.
Poetic form: Suzette sonnet.
The title of the poem refers to Paddington Bear saying ' Thank you Ma'am ... for everything...' when he 'took tea' with HRH in celebration of the Planinum Jubelee in June 2022.
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© SUZETTE SONNET—SUZNET for short (9 April 2021)
A 14-line sonnet of alternating triplets and couplets, concluding with a quatrain.
Rhyme scheme: aaa (b1–b2)(b3–b4) ccc (d1–d2)(d3–d4) abcd
The triplets are iambic pentameter [*/|*/|*/|*/|*/].
The rhyming couplets are iambic hexameter and include an internal rhyme, namely [*/|*/|*/—*/|*/|*/] (alexandrines).
Concluding with a quatrain in iambic pentameter that summarises the poem in a rhyme scheme set by the triplets and couplets.
The volta is at L9. OR the couplets may define pivots within the poem, ie a tilting or shifting in the mainline of thought. When the latter is employed, it needs to be uniform throughout the poem.
ELIZABETH II.
Decorated streets sing with
Jamboree,
These is the song for
My Queen,
I peep from this tall tree,
Dreaming in the aquarium
Of wishes,
Now I am Her sibling
Attending daily Royal
Routines,
I wink the left eye to get
The perfect glimpse,
This love with affection
Of winning,
I would catch the clouds
To clean all you
Fill like eating,
I am a living honored
Of this profound victory.
My Majesty the ruler
Above evenings,
Jewel of natures beauty,
I cherish the footprint
That my heart sketch,
Multitude sing including
The birds that back
Their wings.
Very supreme team
Is what I framed in
My dream.
Enjoy the filtered wind
Also called dynamic
King,
That every tangible seed
Would become double
Trees,
There are no green without
Leafs.
Elizabeth is my mother
Even when she lay
To sleep.
AKEWUSOLA HABIB .
I recall the time – 1953,
somewhere around the first of June.
A special invitation by Granny
to come in the late afternoon.
My grandparents shared their television
first of a few that were owned in that day.
We drove ten miles for a grand occasion
happening four thousand miles away.
My inauguration to the big screen
one of London's landmark events -
the stately coronation of the Queen.
For Elizabeth, time well-spent.
She has ruled her land for sixty-six years
making her reign, Victoria plus three
"Long Live the Queen," long live her peers,
Nostalgic remembrance, Long live TV.
July 4, 2019
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Brian Strand's contest: Nostalgia Any Form, Any Number Of Lines
Queen Elizabeth II
21st April 1926 - 9th September 2022
Two rainbows embellished the teary sky
Just as impending news of doom drew nigh
A spectrum of hope
From the Lord of hosts
As a sad world waved the Monarch goodbye.
Sovereign Queen Elizabeth may you fly
Into the arms of your Prince above sky
To dance together
Always and ever
To God’s angelic orchestra on high.
*+*
8th September 2022
The 8th of September twenty twenty two
A day of sad news is brought to you
London Bridge has fallen this was said
At eighteen thirty two Queen Elizabeth II is dead
Her Royal Highness reigned for seventy years
Her subjects she'd blood, sweat and tears
The longest reigning monarch to ever have served
Mourning across the world will be observed
A Queen, a monarch and a mother of four
The only Queen to do your bit during the war
A granny of 8 and gan gan of 12
Being a great monarch you did delve
Born Elizabeth Alexandra Mary in April 26
To Prince Albert who became George VI
No-one knew you would become Queen
The first decade of life being pristine
In 1936 uncle Edward abdicated the crown
Your whole world just turned upside down
Your first radio broadcast at the age of 14
"God will care for us and give us victory"
Your first inspection of troops in 1942
Pragmatic and kind but that's what you do
In 1945 you did your bit for the war effort
Joining the ATS as a mechanic and driving expert
In 47 you married your childhood sweetheart
Very seldom was it you were ever apart
Your true resilience again was shown
As you collected fabric coupons for your gown
In 1948 your first son charles was born
Then came Anne whom I've met on the lawn
Ten year later Andrew did come
Two years later Edward your youngest son
In February 52 your father did pass
You became Queen as a 24 year old lass
June 53 the your coronation year
First one broadcasted caused many a tear
In the 70 years you did so much
The commonwealth you kept in touch
Your political views almost always hidden
Even recently meeting president Bidden
Stiff upper lip and done what's right
Keeping the family together a real fight
You are now on your final journey
Together forever with Philip and corgis
You will be missed as Commander in Chief
I thought this poem was going to be brief
From all your citizens on all your land
We shout out loud Liz was grand
R.I.P your Majesty
God's Speed
Forever eternity.
Queen Elizabeth the Second passed
leaving the World in a mournful state.
How can this be--one who's so steadfast.
She tempered Britain's every fate.
Barely a bride on her honeymoon,
she learned her father, the King, had died.
Her life changed, becoming Queen so soon,
honeymoon left, that life set aside.
For seventy years, she was the Queen,
and a sister, daughter, mum, and wife.
Amazing what this lady would mean
to post-war Britain's foothold on life.
She guided with her feminine hands
never shirked her nation's duty call.
Tiny monarch ruling many lands.
She rose to be one-hundred feet tall!
September 8, 2022
On the shore I see the colours of the skies that whisper on the ebb and flow of the tide .
My quiet thoughts gently tumble in my mind and I am free
To just be
Barefoot on pebbles
My faerie kingdom by the sea
My home where you will find me ..
Looking up towards the morning sun , shimmers the glimmers of hope , the breath of love upon the waters and I hear a wish from a fishermans boat.
We dance upon a dream
Flutter amongst the clouds
Our thoughts in peace and prayer
We sing a song serene out loud
Spellbound on the lochs of Bonnie Wee Scotland
My home
My heart
My written letters
Always and Forever
Amen
The great leaders of history
give their name to the period
The Victorians have a story
carved out to their merit.
Survival isn’t a given,
success is of living,
processes stay driven
progress beyond vision
There’s always an enemy
wishing to impose the unknown
that future a separate destiny
severed free of our own
When the system works
the evolution goes on
for the system that serves
we all feel we belong
Greatness comes from a motion
the fuel comes from our emotions
that Queen Elizabeth was provoking
our strength so far from broken
She was the greatest of them all
because Britannia was set to fall
shrinking in size yet still standing tall
No to a Republic offering us bugger all!
Long Live The Kingdom
adapt with subtlety
survive through continuity
and the best will be!
Gentle sway by the centre
The bell tolls for thee
Most Gracious servant
bearing thou to thy deserved rest
And as thou art earthly borne by men of the sea
our prayers that flights of angels
have now carrieth thee to the merciful throne
of our heavenly Father,
through him who hast shown
the Way, the Truth and the Life
Where we commend thy eternal soul –
forgiven, pardoned and received –
to the tabernacle of light prepared for thee
Wither thou goest
may we attain the same gracious gift
when we are callest to lie upon the catafalque
and are escorted to our place of rest.
we honor our Queen
in Westminster, tears and grief
her crown, not her end
9/16/2022
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Your life's twilight on a
September evening came.
And ferried you were by
crimson cherubs; conveyed
in splendour on a celestial
cruise, to gates pleasant for
a permanent reign.
Your reign on the throne
on a September autumn
exited,
but your indelible legacy
in the hearts of Brits
is enthroned gloriously.