Storm Approaching…
(Inspired by Sue Nichol’s painting of the same name…)
Harbourside reflections in persistent sunlight persevere
Across low tide shallows, scored and scratched like ice,
Or a cracked mirror, as dwellings bask bright, hiding their fear
Of what lurks behind: a sinister blackening sky, which in a trice
Will darken Staithes, furl it within its grim, severe
And leaden grip. A silent village becomes a weathered sacrifice
To lashing rain and savage gales within a destructive veneer:
A damnation, a storm-filled grip like that of a vice…
Pete Ray…
2nd November 2025…
The image invokes the quiet prelude to a vile storm, perfectly.
My images below, from visits to Staithes (you will love the incline to negotiate whilst returning to the car-park…) are pertinent, I hope…
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