Richard The Third Poem by Colin Ian Jeffery

Richard The Third



Shakespeare falsified Richard's memory
Appeasing Tudor royal line with lies
Claiming him unfit king and bloody tyrant
Crown taken on bloody Bosworth Field.

Richard was not a hunchback
With withered hand and dragging foot
But pleasing to the eye
Charming, generous, a gracious prince.

Goodly king for his dark times
Reigned two years, brave warrior of the Rose
Brother of a king, uncle of two young princes
Murdered, smothered in the Tower.

Betrayed by Baron Stanley on Bosworth Field
Turncoat traitor for the Tudor cause
Welsh army defeating Richard
Body butchered and buried in a dung heap.

Friday, November 2, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: england,history
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Last king from the House of York and last of the
Plantagenet dynasty. His defeat at the battle of
Bosworth field was the decisive battle of the War of
The Roses. When his brother Edward IV died in 1483,
Richard was proclaimed Lord Protector of the realm
for Edward's son and successor, the 12-year-old king
Edward V.The older of the two princes murdered in
The Tower of London.
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Colin Ian Jeffery

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