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Life is an unread scroll because we already know the end Like Jack Kerouac we rush on the road hoping to escape time It is the wind that sings the lullaby to soothe our fears And a budding rock band pushes the music rig on a skate Who cares about tomorrow if it ever comes […]
Pushing the Saturday Night fever beyond the dial To make the Genie on the pedestal quaver Three young Graces at midriff On their way to the famous contest I presume… Photo Hugh Ardoin The Londoners Gallery
Somewhere between Harvey Nichols and Harrods on Halloween day Young kitten and pet tiger follow mom in the Knightsbridge jungle Whisked away in the crowd of gawkers and aimless drifters I presume… Photo Hugh Ardoin The Londoners Gallery
In the middle of the bright Soho Nights Barefoot princesses walk in the streets In the quest for a deep and humid moat To squeeze and kiss some frog or toad Before dawn comes, settle for the tadpoles High hopes lend big bright eyes to the future Even if its tongue is stale and sticky… […]
The city at night is never totally dark It lies like a sleeping dog ready to rise and bark And the river full of stars and reflection of the lights Like a blade cuts endlessly into the city’s flesh It is dark inside and out Desperate souls cling to the bridge railings Waiting for a […]
A view from the London beach A foggy early morning glory As the clouds caress carelessly The erect towers of human vanity Hiding for a moment the urgency The dream of an ephemeral eternity Photo Hugh Ardoin The Night-Shift Gallery
The dark blue hours just before dawn Under the harsh glow of sodium lights On a stormy night where rain is queen The subjects hurry and hide but to no avail We must accept our fate since we are not made of salt Photo Hugh Ardoin The Night-Shift Gallery
In the sunrise chill a young Medusa strolls in her golden crown Turning the dolphins into statues at a glance Passersby step aside and look askance As the first sunbursts paint the city red Legends everywhere only for our inner child’s eyes Photo Hugh Ardoin The Londoners Gallery
The Saturday Night Maelstrom of faces Churns thousands of lives, blends and sifts The chaff from the grain of destiny So well said by French singer Edith Piaf ‘Emporté par la foule’ Photo Hugh Ardoin The Londoners Gallery
Commuters and wanderers in the snake Strange bedfellows of different fate Common staple in the bowels of the steely beast Same binaries on the ground Different ladders in their minds The hungry city exacts its daily pound of flesh Photo Hugh Ardoin The Urban Landscapes Gallery