A poet’s wandering wonders in London’s Autumn scapes The wonderful decay of the dying leaves on the pavement A doe-eyed beauty strolling on long legs along the kerb Homeless left for dead on the sidelines Whether you are spreading fears, self-glued on the street Or lighter than air, running free from the stalkers The one-eyed […]
You need not much to have a dream But under the spell of the new religion When the Great Reset cometh We’ll need a pass for our new identity And listen to the doctors of media insanity Turning into homeless in our homeland Photo Hugh Ardoin The Night Shift Gallery