mixed emotions over the jubilee was it just a TV event "her majesty god bless her" strange having to say prayers in church for the heirs of Henry VII
finally put my jubilee poem together and on to the Olympics
Queen enough for you
Not quite an era , an epoch
All one in decades
Age ridden monument
Of kings and a line of kings
God gave them their
stone
Castle fast tombs
Where they are
grinning like lords
Red white and blue
White rose
White cockade
Not part of me
Past and emotionalated
Rigid biped moving at diagonals
Vertical severe architecture
Elizabethan virgin, Victorian virgin
She walks among us
The restless beef a
shout crowd and flags
Can this be a Republic
But no I fall at the first
Cry to near century
Not part of me
All of me
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