Placid Unease…
(An appreciation of Björn Bernström’s painting…)
A watercolour sky hovers above a shadowy dark
Community, its chimneys, poles and wires
Mere silhouettes, as a low sun, amber and seductive
Seeps like fire through windows, reflected in pallid form
Upon the streets, post rain perhaps and glistening…
An uneasy silence pervades the foreground stark,
As black cloud spoils the sky’s rouge like coals on fires,
Easing to placid creams and a weak blue, unobtrusive.
And although no-one treads the paths, maybe post-storm,
Somehow I feel I am there, watching, dreaming, listening…
Pete Ray
14th October 2024…
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