Deep Blue Eastern Light

By Sooz006

Tue, 28 Aug 2012
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10 comments
 

Sunlight rising, filtering dreams through the griddled mesh of dawn.
Unspoiled country, unspoiled land, unspoiled dreams of love.
Misty Budapest morning, misty-eyed Budapest girl.
Proud, untouchable woman, tangible only in dreams.
Deep blue Budapest lady
Deep blue eastern light
Deep blue dream of gothic lore
In a deep blue fading night
Smoked ice, soft grey, plumed horse’s breath
Cart wheel creak rutted dewy tracks of yester-olde
Sibilant whispered words of haste, majestic equine beast
Proud untouchable lady, tangible only in dreams
Deep blue woman of culture
Deep blue eastern light
Deep blue dream of alabaster skin
On a deep blue satin night
Thrice my love I’ve seen you ride
Thrice now in the dawn
Thrice now I have yearned for thee
In the pale blue winter’s morn
Three times now you stole my breath
I watched as it rose in your wake
Then dissipate in the day’s iced air
As you drove your horse at daybreak
Such a world I’ve scarcely known, this country out of time
Bulbous-turret mosaic church, switching trees laid bare
A land carved out of history’s slab, folklore scribed in slate
Proud untouchable lady, tangible only in dreams
Deep blue princess of morning
Deep blue star of the dawn
Deep blue jewel of Budapest
Deep blue love forlorn
I’d heard the tale of Eastern Light
Tis said she turns men’s minds
The morning spirit of Budapest
The deep blue Eastern Light

Certificate U
Writing 2008
Miscellaneous

Comments

Submitted by Sooz006 on
Thanks Stan, I've never been either. This was inspired by an old Jethro Tull song about Budapest and by an urban myth. There is a ghost lady who rides along a particular country road at dawn. She's so beautiful that men can only stand to look at her twice, if they see her a third time, she drives them insane. It's a very old piece that I dug out of my archives.

 

Submitted by Indrani Ananda on
Indrani Ananda This is absolutely enthralling and beautiful, so full of imagery and deep brooding lore. I must admit that I have never come across any reference to this folklore which has inspired your poem.. The colours invoked by your words are almost epic film-like, "Deep blue dream of Gothic lore In a deep blue fading night" - I love the stage-set quality of the whole poem, and the clever way you have rhymed sets of lines together. It flows beautifully and therefore would be even more impressive when read aloud. Indrani

Indrani Ananda

Submitted by Sooz006 on
Thank you, Indrani. I really appreciate your comment. I love that it was visual for you. I think of it as musical because, when I wrote it, an Italian bloke called Fabio Fabritzi put it to music for his trance band. I think they were called Quantum Leap (quantum something or other) and their previous album made 73 in the album charts. I never heard if this was even released. I moved that many times that if he did try to send me a nice royalty cheque, I never got it. I'm sure, like everything else that I've done, it came to nothing. But thanks again for the comment, it's lovely. I'm reading at York next week and if I hadn't already picked what I'm going to do, your comment would have made me consider this. Thank you.

 

Submitted by Denzella on
Sooz, I enjoyed reading this so much. I must admit I never really think of you as a poet because your prose is so good but I have to say I very much admire this piece of work and I'm envious of your ability with poetry as with your prose. See you at York. Hope you got my message about car park. Moya
 

Submitted by Sooz006 on
Thank you Moya, no I didn't. Where did you send it email?

 

Submitted by Denzella on
No, I included it with a comment. Anyway, the message was to tell you that I had put the pub up on the web and it looks like a big nice looking pub and on its web site it said it had a large car park to rear. Seez you tomoz Sooz Moya
 

Submitted by Sooz006 on
Thanks ,sweets, that will stop Peej from having his third nervous breakdown of the day. I'm sure he'll have google mapped it himself by now, but if not I can tell him to stop panicking. See you tonight... Excited, well I will be after driving through the centre of Leeds. I hate driving in strange cities.

 

Submitted by Sooz006 on
I'm reading a piece from Kate ... I wish I'd gone for this instead. Too late now, can't print it off.

 

Submitted by well-wisher on
I really liked this one. There was something truly magical about it and I also liked the mystery, the exoticism, the glamour, the vivid but almost dream like images and the clever use of repetition. You really do this story/legend justice with your stylish poem.

Oh look, a link. I wonder where it leads.

JoHn

Submitted by Sooz006 on
Thank you Well-wisher, great praise from a poet as good as you. Really appreciate it, thank you.