River
Every day at the Southbank shores Andy comes to meet his feather’d flock He brings supper and his incredible warmth Food of choice for the hungry birds An encrypted conversation that needs no words The eyes do all the talk with a few occasional whispers Moments come and moments go With the river’s endless flow […]
The river shall wash your sorrows away As you look at the sun’s reflection in the windows Dawn comes with the promise of a brand new day But from the threshold of this bright opening You are the sole actor of your own happiness Photo Hugh Ardoin The Londoners Gallery
London streets are like rivers Colorful fish and the occasional mermaids You either swim in apnea or bring your nitrogen tanks You swim against the tide or let go with the flow Casting the net of your eyes hoping for a miraculous catch But beware of drifting mines and the deep blue bends Photo Hugh […]