The Princess of Light

Do not go gentle into that good night but rage, rage against the dying of the light. Dylan Thomas

She draws sometimes as a master with colour,

paints with charisma or one time with pallor

even more beautiful than a field of obsidian,

errant and searching between byways and alleys

she sweeps it all in the fall of the evening away

under the monochrome blanket of a dark, dark grey

 

she can travel through space and is faster than the eye

so she flies over sea and rides through the sky,

effervescent and full of rain and bows in the waterfall

with the birds today and their enchanting call

in the morning she shines over their sounds in euphony

she’s the female conductor of this light symphony

 

on her midday throne sometimes she sits high,

egregious and foppish, but of an elegance kind,

just pretending, svelte as she feels on the noon

she strides as a princess over leas and lagoons

ever searching for her love, the prince of her dreams

the lord of the shadows, so near so near.

© Rudi J.P. Lejaeghere

16/10/2014

Author's Note

Thank you for reading and commenting this poem of mine. Please let me know if I can return the favour.

Reviews

[sereenaoutloud]

the image you create with your beautiful words is pure perfection. The sun beating down so gloriously! You are always so amazing at painting the best pictures with your words and the reader feel like they are there part of the picture!! Lovely Rudi

[Rudi J.P. Lejaeghere]

That's nice to hear, Sereena, thank you so much. Glad you liked this too, have won a contest here on WC with it. :) Rudi

[sereenaoutloud]

You are always welcome ...wow that is awesome..congratulations my friend. A win well deserved this is a fantastic piece.

[Jamestown]

Well written and great delivery, this as all your amazing poetry does really
suck the reader in early, even the title itself makes one wonder what does
the writer have up his sleeve! Very inviting and beautiful piece from
top to bottom, thanks for sharing and b-blessed!

[Rudi J.P. Lejaeghere]

Thank you, James, made this poem for a contest. I'm also happy about this one. :) Rudi

[Jamestown]

Good luck but I don't think you will need it, lol:)

[Rudi J.P. Lejaeghere]

Thank you, James. :)

[Confuser]

Rudi: It is beautiful of course; and it took on an entirely new vivid imagery with: even more beautiful than a field of obsidian: possessing me to look at a picture. What an imagination you have. Such a lovely poem and your descriptions are decodent and packed full of passion. Love it as always...The tone is so smooth and light like a garden of roses...(loved the picture; except the car, hehehe) and DT.
She draws sometimes as a master with colour,
paints with charisma or one time with pallor
The Princess of Light...great title as well. Thank you...Dale

[Rudi J.P. Lejaeghere]

Thank you so much, Dale. I know, the car was the polluting factor in the image, but the reason I took this picture was because of the dance of the light in it. It matches the idea of the poem. :) Rudi

Ps: Have written a new chapter of Stone and still translating for the moment, probably this weekend I'll post it. :)

[Confuser]

You're welcome Rudi & I adore the picture: just thought it was funny...in retrospect shouldn't have said anything....my son was looking at it...Sorry...

[Rudi J.P. Lejaeghere]

Don't be sorry, I've thought it also. :)

[Confuser]

.....Thank you Rudi....