Roy Ernest Ballard

On Queen Elizabeth's Diamond Jubilee - Poem by Roy Ernest Ballard

When our lives were long of lease
and our prospects were alarming
she was with us, war and peace.
When the whole world was rearming,
when the bombs began to fall,
when there seemed no hope at all
she was there without a fuss,
in a uniform like us.

Shepherds never built a fold
that could guarantee their sheep;
every hurdle can be holed.
Round the realm assassins creep,
bringing terror and defection,
vexing to a sovereign's sleep.
With a long and wide affection,
sixty years and fifty nations,
she deserves our celebrations.

Bring on flowers, banners, bunting,
marching soldiers, big ships hooting,
parties, galas, airplane-stunting,
bonfires, fireworks, gun-saluting,
flags aloft on poles and gables,
bands of brass with fifers fluting,
pies and jellies, trestle tables,
oxen roasters, sausage fryers,
revelry, celestial choirs
and everything that she desires.

Topic(s) of this poem: queen

Comments about On Queen Elizabeth's Diamond Jubilee by Roy Ernest Ballard

  • Analogous To Tower 7: Ameaning (1/28/2016 3:01:00 PM)

    It seems just a pleasant way to denigrate one's own identity at the expense of one's self. I am sure Stalin & Moa had just as vibrant verse celebrating that same psychological state you cling to. If poems were weapons, we stand on opposing fronts it seems. I would love for you to skim over my 10 Poems on Jamaican Debt, your psychology is deeply woven throughout the series. This poem here, your poem, is as honest a poem as any could conceive, to say the least. (Report) Reply

    Roy Ballard (1/29/2016 3:56:00 AM)

    I could find nothing about 'Jamaica Debt' on your poems in PoemHunter

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 28, 2016

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