Grangemouth Refinery

A rainbow lands on Grangemouth Refinery,

in its far off haze 

across the Firth of Forth;

white gaseous plumes 

momentarily extinguished

within its cloak of many colours.

Such unlikely beauty 

at the rainbow’s end.

At night 

two flames burn from its distant shore,

reflecting on the water to make four.

Candles holding vigil 

for the fragile beauty 

that went before.

Such unlikely beauty 

at the day’s end.

Edward Rogers