Saturday, 19 March 2011

Queen of nine days

The tragic story of Lady Jane Grey ...who was used as a puppet in the year15.53.She did not want to be Queen and reined for only nine days,until Queen Mary or bloody Mary  as she was known was declared rightful heir to the thrown....and seventeen year old Jane and her young husband Guildford 's fate was sealed.Youn Lady Jane politely asked her executioner if he could take her head off before she laid it down....he answered "No madame" and cut off her head.........

Queen of nine days....

Pick petals from this pretty flower
await my death this final hour

I watched them take to tower hill
my Guildford as my heart stood still

in bluest skies,the ravens soared
as London's masses cheered and roared

with Axe they severed my loves life
I sit alone, his truest wife

and all for sake of crown and heir
my neck,that once you called so fair

will fall and die at tower green
nine days thee hosted me as Queen

oh Guilford ,keeper of my heart
no longer shall we be apart

at last the final petal falls
my name I hear all England call

impatiently I long for death
your name I shout with final breath

the sweetest day 19th July
tonight again with thee I'll lie

at rest ,so young aged seventeen
the Queen is dead..... long live the Queen


1 comment:

  1. it was really sad that she died at just 17 - i love how you capture her last hours. your poems are awesome and they rhyme very well. Ken