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Waiting for love at life’s lost and found department We all have hidden scars and bleeding hearts We may try to hide our wounds under tattoos But there is no cure to our lovelorn longings They are here to remind us we are alive And as long as we wander free in the lands of […]
Whatever captures the eye of the stalker The photographer casts his imagination like a net At the shores of visual perception Slowly bringing his catch into the light Colorful fish arranged in an abstract still life Life is a postcard or is it just an accident in the waiting We are both the witness and […]
Dawn is the fluttering moment before sunrise When colors hesitate at the threshold of a nascent day And hopes emerge from our twisted nights Like birds with ruffled feathers Before they take their flight Vague angels or winged succubi We shall discover later in the daylight Photo Hugh Ardoin The Night Shift Gallery
Schoolgirls wandering like little riding hoods Looking for the wolves in the dusk and dust of the day Or is it all about imagination that triggers the shutter A glimpse and a lapse in the photographer’s mind Poetry escapes any formal definition Photo Hugh Ardoin The Londoners Gallery
Titans Of The Sofa Kingdom While the herd heads for the animal farm Waiting for the hay-day as they work from the barn The Great Reset splits its mankind in various species And the new Titans build up the towers of vanity For the few who couldn’t care if they’re empty We are the sitting […]
The Shinano was no match for the Chateau Figeac Saint Emilion came hands down winner Such are the meanders of London streets From pubs to bars the spirit will always prevail Geeks get thirsty too… Photo Hugh Ardoin The Londoners Gallery
Hear Ye the complaint of the carbon compliant rickshaw Ephemeral venues for one-night Venuses in furs Red lightweight pedestals no matter the load That bears on our decadent consciences in the night Photo Hugh Ardoin The Night Shift Gallery
Maybe we should learn from the beasts And go back the winding roads of evolution To find the lost ways to the source of life And coming to the crossing where we went wrong Take the road up the steep hill instead of the easy one Maybe it is still time to to draw the […]
The River Thames and beer flow fast on Saturdays We are specks in this unfathomable vacuum universe And it brings a glassy tear at the corner of our eye We are waiting for legendary beam to lift us away The tide will ebb and the beach grow larger Like the Empires of human making It […]
The Magical Misery Tour is back in town Our dreams in rags of a dissolved quartet Riding high expectations that this would change We hoped for the better and got the worst We have a lost generation to blame And the next one to foot the bill… Photo Hugh Ardoin The Window Dressing Gallery