Thursday, 16 January 2025

IMPERFECTLY PERFECT... My new poem inspired by a Victoria Obolensky painting of the same name...

 Imperfectly Perfect…

(Inspired by Victoria Obolensky’s painting…)



A tenuous route is offered, a jetty of imperfect

Duckboards, made from damp wood, stained by sunlight,

Leading through a myriad blues, the hues perfect,

Lush and promising, towards a means of achieving flight

From the horrors of trench warfare and the imperfect,

Troubling thoughts of slaughter, death, fear and spite.

The tidy vessel tarries appealingly, a spiritual illusion perfect

As a means of escape to oblivion from the war’s cruel plight… 


Pete Ray

16th January 2025…


Couldn’t help thinking of the image created by the artist as something a Great War soldier from any nation might have imagined during long, nasty hours in the trenches.


A release, a relief, a heavenly retreat…