Sunday, 30 November 2025

TOWARDS ST CLEMENT'S... (My new poem about a fine Clare Bowen painting of St Clement's Island, Mousehole, Cornwall...)

 Towards St Clement's… 

(Inspired by Clare Bowens painting…)



The island, a mere strip of a silhouette,

Lies almost unnoticed in an aroused and jumbled

Mounts Bay, where clouds have formed a myriad of hues 

Jostling for prominence and have moodily tumbled 

About to taunt the sunlight and insolently abuse

Its illumination of St Clement’s, beneath the wiles of the artist’s palette… 


The sea, a mere backdrop to the chaotic theatre

Of the tousling dramatic cloud, shifts, sidelined

And curiously impotent, daubed by a myriad of faded

Blues, yet irradiated by a strip of yellow, maybe defined

As hope, or a promise to the islet lying shaded,

That the elements will soon reveal it as the prominent feature…


Pete Ray…

30th November 2025…     


I have seen the sky similar to that so many times off Mousehole harbour, looking towards St Clement’s islet…


Always a beautiful sight…  

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