NATURE Poem: Queen Jane’s Painting, by William Delancey

Outside is the wind,
Inside is Queen Jane’s Painting –

In from the sea the town is washed in browns and deep blues,
The buildings are hidden, their lighted windows gone when the wind blows.
The fog hangs over,
Twists in alleys,
Creeps under the doors.

The dock is lost in the dark,
Only vague outlines, a splash of color –
The moon momentarily comes through and lights the wooden railings,
Before they’re gone again.

A glow from out the windows, yellow and poor,
It spreads across the water,
Growing weaker as it leaves the shore,
In the dark the waves lap gently with no one to see.

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