Diamonds
Every night comes with its beasts and dreams As we chase away the spell our bi-solitude And our single self finds company in its own reflection We can’t wait for our breakfast at Tiffany’s With a paper panther for Caturday The lap of utter luxury Who knows if diamonds are forever Like all best friends […]
All that glitters is not gold Shall we settle for platinum or diamonds In the metoo woke world of nowadays I imagine wolf-skinned lawyers hunting in packs Fifty years from now when embers will have all died Photo Hugh Ardoin The Night Shift Gallery
Young black beauty on her best dress Rhinestones like diamonds decorating her face Assorted shades and slacks all of pink hue Carry on the diva’s duties bring the booze to the men And they will chant and dance all night till the rum runs dry Photo Hugh Ardoin The Notting Hill 2018 Carnival Gallery