Posts tagged ‘History’

Queen of nine days

  • Lady Jane Grey was a tragic figure.She was used as a puppet in  the year15.53.She didint want to be Queen and reined for 9 days until Queen Mary better known as bloody Mary was declared rightful heir to the thrown…and seventeen year old Jane and her young husband Guilford’s fate was sealed…they both were beheaded one hour apart .Young Lady Jane politely asked her executioner ..if he could take off her head before she laid it down…he answered “no madame” and cut off her head……….

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

eliza2010

The Morrigan

I have a passion for folklore and legend,and so I wrote The MorriganThe Morrigan is a character from Irish folklore,she appeard in time of death,at battlegrounds and in time of war..seeing her indicates your time is up

 THE TALE OF Paddy O:Rourke

 I lay on blood stained battle ground
with perished comrades groaning sound

crashing swords,as knife hit knife
what hellish place,to lose yir life

and closed my dying tired eyes
amidst the fighting,warrior:s cries

for reason still unknown to me
i open eyes ,before me see

a woman , taking form of crow
appears in times of wrath and woe

at time of death releases soul
in raven feathers black as coal

she whispers in my ear… goodbye
i scream at her ,don’t let me die

oh morrigan,please let me live
my meg ,a child i want to give

she stares then smiles,.. then walks away
and lets me live ,another day
she spared this merest mortals life
returned to land ,returned to wife

she comes at death ,takes bravest men
but let me live,raise children ten

the morrigan,a goddess queen
on battle ground that day i seen

so now on newest eve of year
to the morrigan i raise a cheer

and if on roof.there’s ravens sat
wish them good morning then tip my hat

© eliza 2010

Queen of nine days

Lady Jane Grey was a tragic figure.She was used as a puppet in  the year15.53.She didint want to be Queen and reined for 9 days until Queen Mary better known as bloody Mary was declared rightful heir to the thrown…and seventeen year old Jane and her young husband Guilford’s fate was sealed…they both were beheaded one hour apart .Young Lady Jane politely asked her executioner ..if he could take off her head before she laid it down…he answered “no madame” and cut off her head……….

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

eliza2010