Best Obsequies Poems

(Elizabeth II 1926-2022)


Are we - crow, blackbird, sparrow -
aware of what's occurring?
We cannot tell, they assume,
but gape and gaze from up here.

This is a land with a departed monarch.
We - sparrow, blackbird, crow -
flit or sit above the richness
of that marching red regalia.

Thousands of arms...

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The sunset splayed along the night sky
As we wandered by the sea
How desperately we seem to try
To drown our memories

One kiss, one love was then enough
Time for awakening
One beautious sleep, devoid of love
And hope of anything

Ah, how our dreams spread out before us
As we burn...

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I have inked my verses 
All day for so long 
Poured my soul in pages
But got nothing in return
For being a full time poet 
Poverty has ruined my life 
Crippled my very spirit 
Humiliation and neglect 
follows me everywhere 
My wrinkles and weary eyes
Speak of...

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