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**The QUEEN is in the HOUSE**
Queen Elizabeth II
A super hero coin legend,
I wonder who's kissing a$$ during an open Parliament.
London should have a law called "THE PAPARAZZI PUNISHMENT."
**GANDHI the GURU**
Gandhi,
The inspirational force vigilante,
Ignited some wisdom in today's philosophy.
He should have won a hunger trophy.
**RONALD REAGAN meets RONALD McDonald's**
Ronald Reagan,
White House celebration,
A man of bravery and stronghold,
I wonder if heaven has a McDonald?
**BILL CLINTON MAN of THE YEAR**
Bill Clinton,
Made presidency lots of fun,
Why did Monica ruin it for him?
Did Hillary, really forgive him?
**CLEOPATRA the GREAT**
Cleopatra,
All she had to say was abracadabra,
Do you think we would reinvent her story?
If Viagra was invented back in history?
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more to come...
Reining in jet-black steed;
Rangle for her falcon.
Repugnant mudslinging,
Risible in content,
Rankled those in the know.
Recent loss of soulmate;
Ravens smudge the teal sky.
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GLOSSARY
Queen Elizabeth II had a good seat, and her love of horses is well documented. [Edited]
Throughout the ages, falconry has been considered the sport of kings. In falconry, ‘rangle’ is a term used for small stones which are fed to hawks to aid in digestion.
The exposé led by her grandson, Prince Harry, had divided a nation—a number of assertions made, have been proven to be false.
Queen Elizabeth II lost her husband on 9 April 2021, whom she had viewed as her soulmate.
A group of at least six captive ravens are resident at the Tower of London. Their presence is traditionally believed to protect The Crown and the Tower; a superstition holds that "if the Tower of London ravens are lost or fly away, the Crown will fall and Britain with it."
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.
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.
Having lived nearly three score and ten
these years have known of evidence royal
for all my days Queen Elizabeth II reigned
now passed to glory her majesty so loyal
Looking back on these memorable years
so much to be thankful and very glad
having watched the coronation on tv
great memories to recall when I was a lad
This royal reign brought stability upfront
despite many ups and downs through the years
the Queen was faithful to her high duty
a people's inspiration amidst our fears
The commonwealth increased in unity
drawing great strength from each other
so many both young and old so inspired
were constantly renewed to go even further
Her Majesty was a lady of faith
belief in God so personally true
here is evidence of the values of royalty
those that deny all this have no clue!
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.
"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)
"Grief is the price we pay for love."
_Queen Elizabeth II
there is a dagger in my heart ever twisting, twisting
and storms shake the ocean of my sleep
and old memories bring me weeping
each time I think of the memories and the beauty
of the love lost to death for eternity
I saw them all last night when dreaming
and in my dream I was grieving, grieving, grieving
life has lost a lot of sweetness and harmony
because of that twisting, twisting dagger
beloved that have gone above always come creeping
I can hear mom's sweet laughter like music
and dad is watching me so sadly
I feel grandma's gentle touch upon my cheek
and see my sisters hair a dark flowing river
and recall my brothers grand dreams
my baby is crying, crying, crying mournfully
and my husband is waving goodbye
oh, twisting, twisting dagger
leaving scars on my soul
and the clouds sail across the dawn sky
and I wake up as threads of my dream begin to fade
and petals of a wilted rose on my beside table
. . . fall
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August 09, 2022
Poetry/Free Verse/threads of my dream
Copyright Protected, ID 08-1478-727-09
All Rights Reserved, 2022, Constance La France
Facebook Share, Copyright and All Rights Reserved, 09/26/2022.
"I love this poem that I have penned so much, although quite sad
with grief, it is my soul; I carry my grief with me, I am never
without it: and oddly it has made me the poet I am. " _Constance
Written for the Premiere contest, A Brian Strand Premiere Choice
sponsor, Brian Strand, Judged 08/12/2022, (NA)
Submitted to the Standard contest, Your Second Chance 1ST Poetry Contest
sponsor, Sotto Poet, Judged 09/14/2022
First Place
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