Double decker
My motto is paraded on London streets The secret is out by appointment to HM Looks like we ran out of red paint In this Hell on Earth Something is always out of stock No more gas to light the pyres But night goes on unabashed Photo Hugh Ardoin The Night Shift Gallery
There are no coincidences in this world It is only what open eyes can see Because time runs in circles Until we wonder whether we have seen this before A double decker hurrying across Battersea Bridge Taking our wishful thinking to the other side Free Guy is just a giant poster on a red bus […]
Blackfriars Bridge by night Going purple with episcopal dreams A red double-decker hurries across the river Taking his load of dazed workers to distant Peckham And London slips into her evening gown To strut the streets in her tireless quest Luring the gawker she calls Milord To the luxury treat of a fish and chips […]