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City of the lonely heart
A cool blue hue
of water,
stocky boats
drifting,
but nobody to
take charge,
to guide the
way.
Red pantile
roofs
basking under a
baking sun,
identical in
colour
but very
different inside.
Two majestic
towers
missing their
prince or bishop—
light flooding
through
to an empty
space.
One day,
perhaps,
footsteps will
resound
on the deserted
pavements,
warm the desolate stones.
One of four poems written by Charles Jobson in response to paintings at the BEAT (Borough of Ealing Art Trail) exhibit at St John's Church, West Ealing in September 2017.
The painting is untitled, by the artist and © Alicia Kotlarz.
Poem © Charles Jobson. For permission to re-use contact godfrey@wordsout.co.uk.
