Symbols come to life as they cross the emptiness of deserts Rivers are along silvery snake-like ribbons called Styx It makes you wonder on which side is life What holds such value so we pay the ferryman Leaving our body on the shore, is this the beginning or the end ? Beauty is the power, […]
One in twenty million a solitary bi-cyclist rides Across giant avenues and flowing machines But in the end the crossing is just a lonely matter A symbol of life’s voyage, the single journey with no return Hope has wheels, hope has wings, then you meet the ferryman Photo Hugh Ardoin The Galleries
Two young black beauties put on a show for the cameras Instant of fun and fame when spirits and hopes run high We fly from dream to dream, and sometimes they crash But we will get up and start again, we never really look down the road Keep a penny for the ferryman… Photo Hugh […]
On the road to Asuncion in the middle of a diluvial storm It was almost night in full daylight like an eclipse of the sun We came to a stop at a surreal toll gate in the pouring rain There was this bishop standing at the gate under an umbrella A premonition of the ferryman […]
A teenager plays Joe Cool leaning on the wall Bored by the endless rainy days and eager for tomorrow Bearing his ennui on his shoulders like a brick wall Time will tick away, at first like a trickle Then as years go by it becomes a fast river And you will try to swim, back […]
To the believers the unbelievers and all a Happy Easter Can we rejoice in the rebirth at the end of all sufferings Those who follow the path and carry their own cross May find there are many more stations than said the Book The doubt often comes at the end of the road When we […]
Waiting for the train to roll or Charon the ferryman The tracks are the Styx and the Lethe between anger and forgiveness We follow the flow and keep a penny for the fare Life is a slow river and in our modern fears We have scattered help points along the way But they will not […]
The things that grow in the night come to meet halfway With the things that glow at the far edge of the street lights At the borders of the impenetrable dusk of some enchanted forest Where dreams linger like the lost souls in the wastelands of limbo Forsaken and the surprised by the hand of […]
All the earthly goodies, cold champagne is like ice on fire and a smile to beckon From the gates of Eden you can see the spiralling staircase of Hell And through the billowing smoke the flames of the bonfires burning below Running blind and empty on the winding road to your destiny You will reach […]
The desert is slashed by long straight asphalt roads Like scars left from the cuts of the long blades of time We carry our own wounds along roads going nowhere We follow the wind of our destiny looking for a future We hope to discover the garden of Eden beyond the last bend But the […]