Gawkers
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
There are no innocent bystanders on the sidelines We all hope for some collateral damage This is why we are here in the grey zone Half participants and half gawkers Macadam cowboys and girls Werewolves waiting for the full moon… Photo Hugh Ardoin The Notting Hill Carnival Galleries
Digital Doppelgänger dancing with her selfie Young beauty in a temporary trance Plays for the camera and the gawkers alike We shall wake-up tomorrow from the dream The thumping headache will be our alarm Photo Hugh Ardoin The Notting Hill Carnival Galleries
A Shooting Star among the gawkers You wonder why you never have the time To cast the wish before all light is gone Blame it on your dazzled eyes Old age or the spirits of sloe gin Maybe all of them altogether… Photo Hugh Ardoin The Londoners Gallery
The steady flow of gawkers and loitering beings Ebbs slowly down Charing Cross Avenue Down to Trafalgar Square with no further aim But to let Saturday Night run on empty Between the waves of hunched backs A sudden Mona Lisa apparition To momentarily kick our empty hearts Further down the avenue… Photo Hugh Ardoin The […]
Young beauty cycling in London Fashionista on wheels around the corner For the pleasure of gawkers But what else do we have on the dull city days ? Photo Hugh Ardoin The Londoners Gallery
Standing out in the flow of passersby and gawkers Lost and fond an elusive sublime silhouette The poet shall spill his verse about a passing beauty In this world of digital identity our fingers must never touch… Photo Hugh Ardoin The Londoners Gallery
Street photography in Poshland is like big game hunting From the windows of Harrods’ to Harvey Nichols’ Where gawkers and glitter-blingers meet Like the jungle beasts at the watering holes Carefully arranged along their pecking order Photo Hugh Ardoin The Londoners Gallery
In a world of iconoclastic subculture Fake news and false flags are the fodder Thrown in pasture to the gullibles and gawkers All we need is the emperor’s new clothes To be booked by the boys in blue For some alleged indecent exposure The definition of decency lies in the hands of the handlers The […]
Chepstow road is the catwalk where divas flow Measuring their power by the lenses and the gawkers Playing show-stoppers and twerk fire-starters A smile, a wink and some shake to cheer the crowds The government and the mayor blinded by their fears Held hostage to their polling ambitions Will break any possible tradition We cannot […]