She was so beautiful, strangley attractive to all men, tragically attractive to my Father.

Henry and Ann when happy.

Not trying to be clever, just wanted to write this stirring tale of murder and hate.
The return of Anne Boleyn from 8 years in France and her fateful appearance in the Masque ball where she played the part of Perseverance alongside her peers, Beauty, Mercy, Pity, Honour, Bounty, Kindness and Constancy. All girls trying to catch the eye of Royal approval and power. The story unfolds into the tragic life and death of this innocent girl who has the last say in producing a Boleyn heir to reign in England, wiping out the Tudor name for her own daughter’s Elizabeth. Long may she reign.

Perseverance
By Henry Tudor

Beauty leads the way, her kin have the final say
Mercy shows her kindly side, as she takes her Knightly ride.
Pity gives a reasoned look, hoping for a Kingly hook
Honour struts her glorious stuff, white neck above her ruff.
Bounty dark and red, nothing left to be said
Kindness, soft and white, keep you happy all the night.
Constancy always there, pale and coy, blonde and fair
Then in came boyish Anne, must be Perseverance.

The white walls of England, not a welcoming hand
Brought her back in case of attack.
She had changed, rearranged, she looked strange
This girl will attract a King, not the done thing.
Promised to Butler, Ormonde, not her mate, no debate
Father needs her life, to become a structured wife.
Now in court, keep a thought, love a nought
Dance and sing, speak and tell, keep your self to yourself.

Now yellow gold with dark brown large eyes, soon attracts ungallant spies
Tells the King about this girl, a bit of fun, no strings to twirl.
The act of Masque will bring her forth, to show the King her Tomboy worth
Life will change for her forever, choose own way, never.
The shine of gold may whet, silk and silver and sarsenet
The throne may lure, the life in store, will help the poor.
Merchant past up-starting fast, not in truth, not aloof
High bred in style, her French compile, leads down the aisle.

Keep him away, for another day, maiden stay
Sister delves into darkness with this cruel strong highness.
Coy, boy, toy, all these tricks you employ
Hook this man, best you can, should have ran.
Now it’s too late, must now mate, stop the hate
Become the next, too complex, watch your necks.
Jewels heaped on person wed, scary place the Royal bed
Try to comply, become soft and ply, help the folk, try.

Promise nought of Royal heir, enemies watch and stare
A boy will seal her fate, nine months the strain to wait.
Red haired and blue eyes, Tudor never disguise
Should be in a whirl, not so, it’s a girl.
One in two, a boy then for you, next time it’ll be fine
Darling girl so full of love, should be enough from above.
But King’s move on, now in vain, with another some girl called Jane
Must a boy deliver or be gone forever.

No, baby dead, enough said, thrown out of Royal bed
Witchcraft and great treason, they’ll create a valid reason.
Cromwell will delve just to prove, the final judgement, head remove
This is her final fate, this history that will create worldly hate.
But now the time has given back the world, a kindly mind
Elizabeth will lead the Boleyn’s fate and become the head of state.
So you hateful, mean and dangerous man, Boleyn’s will reign,
Better than you ever can.
A story so often sought, the act of love became so sadly fraught
Poor Anne Boleyn’s ghost has now become the Royal host.

Elizabeth will relive her Mother’s wish, a better state to accomplish
She will never forget that fateful day when mother went away.
Never forgive this dreadful crime, keep in mind all the time
Never marry evil man, stay alone best she can.
This masque now replayed, Mother’s part not afraid
Tudor way, not today, now plan to be Elizabethan.
End of path, keep your staff, stay pure and strong, this throne you belong
Dally non with beau, they turn, take, hurt and grow.

England’s white walls defend our Queen, our friend
Anne’s final say will keep us safe to this very day.
Her passing was treason itself, the evil doer’s created their own wealth
On the back of this mighty maid, their foundations of hate were finally laid.
Vengeful not our Sovereign’s way, they survived their evil day
But the true story will one day be heard, lovely Anne was murdered.
Royal blessing to this crime, done before, not first time
So thank you maiden fair from France, our Anne, our Perseverance.





Love is now on the wain.

He sees everything his way.



My poetry came to light on the walls of my confinement.
Here is a file for you with them all in for you to study.
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You decide for yourself about my happiness.

My official letters have been kept for you to read. Decide for yourself about the Historical events taking place at the same time.
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The Girl was Ann Boleyn
By Henry Tudor

You all think she was fair and true
I’m telling you
That’s not true
She went around with anyone who
Was the devil in disguise.

She’s not all she seems to be
She’s not Maryee
You’re telling me!
She buzzes round like she’s a Bee
The girl with beady eyes

I know now she has to go
To the block
She has to go
The people mock her ‘cos they know
Ann’s a witch in disguise.

She cast a spell on my life
That’s not a wife
Cut like a knife
She stopped my sons and caused me strife
The witch called Ann Boleyn

She left with great dignity
How could I see
Her plea to me
She a left her spell on me
That witch called Ann Boleyn


The Ghost of my Mother
By Henry Tudor

She’s always beside me, she comforts not scare
She loves me, she helps me, she stands by my throne
She lives in my shadows in corners and stair.

She always protects me from evil and harm
She gives me the confidence
She’s my spiritual right arm.

My Father, he killed her, in cold judicial blood
She tried to outwit him
But determined, his mood.

I lost my soul partner, my Mother my all
He took away my childhood love
When justice it did fall.

I see her now always, in her dress and her veil
She smiles and she greets me
Always there, never fail.

I do wish our time together, had been much more long
But my memory of her is forever
It’s her that makes me strong.