dance
We remember Chubby Checker and his overnight twist sensation But if twist has been long forgotten but the hips are still here shaking So long live to twerk and the colliding celestial bodies Let’s cry at the top of our lungs, be my Andromeda! Now you can look it up on your Weak-a-pedia… Photo Hugh […]
We dance to the music and drink from the bottle And the dancers follow in tune they never skip the beat Only broken hearts do that before they roll into the gutter They lie pell-mell with discarded beer cans and broken glass Making friends… Photo Hugh Ardoin The Galleries
Pink wine and blue hair the bottle is almost empty But we get an eyeful until water come to the brim Wine and dance, spin the wheel of fortune till the cup spills We love and gyrate in our drunkenness and roll in the gutter As we live on desert islands, our messages come in […]
In the twilight zone between all the shades of shadow The black odalisque dances, oblivious of the outside world Surrounded by yellow feathered showgirls Dancing dandelions, dancing with the lions Photo Hugh Ardoin Notting Hill 2018 Carnival Gallery
The delight of boudoir look in full daylight Pink satin frou-frou and lace masks Seduction at work on the sidelines Ready to perform in the minutes to come The dance group takes a pause and strikes the pose Hugh Ardoin The Notting Hill 2018 Carnival Gallery
Sometimes silence is more powerful than words The delight of the eyes is the soft music of a heartbeat Somewhere deep in the African jungle the drums are calling They call for the rituals and the dance around the bonfire The pombe goes to the head and the rum takes you away Memory is a […]
Shining like little mermaids just pulled out of the sea A school of young black beauties dressed in flashy colors Milling around as they wait for their marching orders Wild-eyed wanderers looking at the crowd that comes looking There is an invisible barrier between the dancers and the watchers A different trance and a different […]