14-03-2023
Clear cut diamond
530 carats gem
Mined in South Africa
Queen Elizabeth I wonder
How did you feel
Knowing The Great Star Of Africa was never yours
Did you think you would just bond
With it during your term
Or we would just forget that it came from Africa
You made a blunder
Which you never had to deal
With the day you accepted it its force
Elevated you even higher wherever you went
As it sparkled on your sceptre and on your head
It made you stand out in any room you find yourself or in any crowd
You spent
Your entire life mesmerized by it but now that you’re dead
And Charles is about to be crowned
King will he have the guts to bring it
Back home where it belongs
Will he finally see it fit
I wait for that day where the wrongs
You made are acknowledged and are made right
The road ahead isn’t easy but it looks bright
Categories:
elizabeth i, appreciation, betrayal, celebration, hope,
Form: Rhyme
Dear Elizabeth, I hope everything’s good with you.
I know that it’s been many years since we’ve spoken.
You were my favorite friend among those that I knew.
I wish that my promise to keep in touch wasn’t broken.
I wish that I had come to Indy more to visit.
You were always such a fun person to be around.
If it’s ok, I’ll stop by this summer for a bit.
Though it’s been awhile, good friends are hard to be found.
Categories:
elizabeth i, writing,
Form: Rhyme
She vowed never to marry
and kept her word
illegitimate as her father to carry
victim not she deferred
Her mother died violently
for allegedly committing adultery
a father with mental disease silently
Borderline Personality Disorder blustery
They say she was a virgin
from childhood through her reign
and died of a mysterious surge in
after quite a rule was bane
She was succeeded by James VI
a Scottish King at first
her cousin he was fixed
and ruled despite conspiracy burst
Now the present Queen of England picking
related to Elizabeth I
is still alive and kicking
despite our political thirst
Categories:
elizabeth i, england, history, power,
Form: Rhyme
Henry, you tried and tried and tried —
turkey legs and beer kegs of great import*
Did they get between you and the ladies,
many of those waiting...
You got your way,
but your seeds unharvested
after 1603.
How fair these children of a greedy king —
Edward, Mary and Elizabeth.
Edward VI, king at nine,
lives to be fifteen —
a child the whole time.
Lady Jane Grey, not one of Henry’s kids
would be royally screwed
after nine days,
Mary grabbed the crown, as was her due.
Queen Mary I, like her dad, caused a beheading,
Grey would wish she hadn’t stepped on her toes.
Sobriquet, quite sobering, of Bloody Mary,
vilified in Foxe’s Actes and Monuments.
Elizabeth I, the Virgin Queen, after her sister dies
in 1558. Video et taceo — she sees but says nothing.
Perhaps better to keep your trap shut in the family vault
or die trying to try and try and try to one’s detriment.
11/2/2020
*concern
Categories:
elizabeth i, children,
Form: Free verse
Until We Meet Again
And so, at last, she leaves this earthly life,
To start afresh in pastures calm and green,
And though she never wore the cloak of wife,
As mother to so many she was seen.
A lasting presence felt by those who knew
And shared her love of life and knowing smile.
Forever calm and still when ill winds blew,
With inner thoughts held secret all the while.
A life, lived full, that spanned so great a time,
Through war and peace and places far and near,
Yet of her history now there is no sign,
Of people met or vision bright and clear.
So sleep Elizabeth, I won't forget,
Until the time when I can say “Well met!"
Categories:
elizabeth i, death of a friend,
Form: Sonnet
I hear England's strong voice praising its past:
Football's World Cup glory in 1966,
Shakespeare and Marlowe penning plays,
Sir Francis Drake circumnavigating the world,
Queen Elizabeth I, with the stomach and heart of a king,
Queen Victoria, with her ever expanding empire and waistline,
Constable, Turner and Reynolds painting pictures...
and yes, although it can only whisper of its today,
it shall sing once more of new glories,
it shall shout from its rooftops for St George,
and be proud of its past and present.
A little Patriotic free verse for Carolyn's contest, inspired by Whitman's 'I hear America singing'
Categories:
elizabeth i, patriotic,
Form: Ode
Elizabeth the first of England
Had many suitors who vied for her hand
She doubted love, or was not keen
And so she died a virgin queen.
29 th May 2015
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Contest: Cleri-who?
Sponsor: Kim Merryman
Placed: 6th
Categories:
elizabeth i, history,
Form: Clerihew
O, noble Belovéd,
how sovereign you are!
Your rule is exalted;
for you, we'd go to war,
conquer, and pillage. All men
honor you, as do we;
they, Protestant, and pagan,
swear unto you fealty.
So, grant us, our Daughter,
this one wish; bless us now
with blood, oil, and water
on our sworn heads and brow:
for you're now England's Queen,
with reign all but foreseen!
Categories:
elizabeth i, daughter, england, father, father
Form: Sonnet