My blank and golden stare, my deadly mask,
Of all my plunder still the most serene,
Hides from you all the questions I would ask –
When I lay dead, who was it wed my queen?
Ankhesenamun! Oh how fast to Ay
My grand vizier, your mourning feet did run,
As though you could not wait for me to die!
And so the usurpation was begun.
But Horemheb, by plot and counter-plot,
By cross and double-cross has laid you by;
And even he, whom time and men forgot,
Is in the grave, where all our secrets die.
Conspiracy and murder’s bloody hand
Are buried with us in the desert sand.
Of all my plunder still the most serene,
Hides from you all the questions I would ask –
When I lay dead, who was it wed my queen?
Ankhesenamun! Oh how fast to Ay
My grand vizier, your mourning feet did run,
As though you could not wait for me to die!
And so the usurpation was begun.
But Horemheb, by plot and counter-plot,
By cross and double-cross has laid you by;
And even he, whom time and men forgot,
Is in the grave, where all our secrets die.
Conspiracy and murder’s bloody hand
Are buried with us in the desert sand.
Author notes
This English sonnet dredges up the various conspiracy mysteries surrounding the death of boy-Pharaoh Tutankamun. What part did his queen Ankesenamun, his chief advisor Ay, and his charioteer Horemheb have in his early death? All we know for sure, is that within a very short time all four of these Egyptian rulers died...
Written August 13th, 2006
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A contest entry
- Conspiracy Theory by tarnishedheart.
300 points, ended August 16, 2006, 5 entries
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What did you think
Comments
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Thanks
Glad you liked it.
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I am impresses that you wrote about this. I really wasn't expecting anything about this subject. Awesome job, I really liked it! Thank you for entering and good luck in the contest!
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Go with the bad eel.
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Mairi, leave it to you to lay out such a mysterious query
in a spectacular sonnet, now that I've squandered my thoughts all day trying to decipher the truth from this poem, lapoe's conclusion must be,, A teenage boy-king, living in the lap of
luxury, there's only one death for such as he... too much
sex, drugs and rock-n-roll..either that or he ate some bad
eel...then again maybe I need to bone-up on my ancient history?
This is why I keep coming back for more,, you never
disappoint me..
lapoe.
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I know, Michael, I'm nothing but a suasage-machine!
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Could be worse, Jordi - I could have Sobek snapping at my heels! Thank you very much for your praise.
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Excellent and superb sonnet, as always!
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Great poem. I love the ancient egyptians too! What an engaging sonnet Mairi, you have a great talent for writing mysterious poems
. Very good write!!
May Thoth Follow Where Ever You Go, Granting You the Powers of Magic and Letters!
lol
-Jordi
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Scribs - only Osiris knows!
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Ok this is weird, this weekend I have watch movies, documentaries etc on Egypt and the great pharaohs, now I read this wonderful piece. Is my past live calling me??
Thanks Mairi for sharing.
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Sweet Melodies, hi again and thank you.
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Hi Tangle, general of my Barmy Army. Well I am glad you liked this one - I too love the way Egyptian names roll into a poem.
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Ah yes, how suberbly done
History is full of stories of the human family running amuck and this poem certainly highlights one of the most starkly terrible!
How wonderfully you have written and presented it and I do admire your knowledge, which you so brilliantly share!
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Dear Mairi,
Oh, you again amaze us with histories mystery and intrigue. Divining to look again and ponder the ancients and their motives.
I loved the feel of your words as the names of these great Egypian names rolled from your poem and almost chanted.
I wish you the best in the contest!
Your barm-pot,
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Unca, it was the oldest one I could remember, so I thought I would give it a birl. No I haven't read that, but thanks for the steer, and the good wishes.
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Cheryl, thank you. Ok, prissy is good, prissy works!
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WOW! Definitely one conspiracy I was not expecting to find here! And you are so right on all the strange events surrounding all the characters of the time. Don't know if you have read it, but The Egyptian by Mika Waltari gives an interesting, if fictional, account of not only Tut, but also Akhnaton. Good luck in the contest!
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Well just don't forget to stick some of these prissy ones in here every so often cause I like these too. So far I haven't come across anything by you I haven't liked. So just put them all, prissy or not in here. Then I'll be happy.
Really great write.
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♥ Cheryl
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It's sonneteer I guess. Thanks for the praise. One day I will stop bashing out these prissy sonnets and write some proper poetry!
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Ahhh.. Excellent choice of subject matter, Dear One! This is quite original (as are all of your poems and subjects). I doubt if you'll have many other Tut-spiritors to deal with in this competition. Tut is always a particular favorite topic of mine - and my particular favorite sonnetist (is that right? or is it sonneteer?) has written a poem to honor himself. I am delighted! Of course, I love the poem. You are always on the money, Dear One! Never a stray thought nor a typo nor a superfluous word comes from your pen! Good luck in the competition!
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