smoke and mirrors
Time to say Goodnight Old habits die hard We have wishes That in the morning vanish But during the night while we are fast asleep They wander and they prosper As seen in some London window dressing But who wishes joy nowadays ? Ambitions get downsized Photo Hugh Ardoin The Window Dressing Gallery
If you can’t read her lips You may have to learn reading The message is not irrelevant It is about your impending doom You may be a billionaire But you chose the wrong career Photo Hugh Ardoin The Window Dressing Gallery
Looking at the city skyline from afar As the sky stirs its colors before sunrise The clouds pack-up the darks from the night And slowly drift away to some other hemisphere Towers emerge like dreadnoughts over the horizon We live in an illusion of smoke and mirrors Until our head hits a bump in the […]
Dead snipe in the city Like a fallen decoration from a Christmas tree The smoke and mirrors of our celebration towers Are a deadly trap for the visitors from the distant forests Almost intact the delicate fowl frozen in its last flight Photo Hugh Ardoin At Street Level Gallery
We are what we want to be But what do we really know about reality Through the plasma judas of our prison door Inside looking out or at least this is what we believe Freedom is like the light at the end of the tunnel All you have to do is put your head through […]
We read the headlines about one death And alarming posters about the plague Food and wine Panem et circenses Play the lotto now Bad luck can’t be eternal The paradox of modern times… Photo Hugh Ardoin The Window Dressing Gallery
As the pandemic masquerade goes on The waltz of masks and death Rising from the underworld As the IQ-gifted of the world Profess about the unknown And offer immunity if not immortality As destiny dances away The clock ticks and tok’s Pet Hates Toys rests in the window Photo Hugh Ardoin The Window Dressing Gallery
Some years ago when shops were still thriving The windows were an exhibition of imaginations Ephemeral works of art changing like chameleons Colors, lights and reflections, camera action A silent movie playing to the music of the street Photo Hugh Ardoin The Window Dressing Gallery
In the windows that always hawk You see your own reflection And the image of what the other side will sell Matching your image with your desire is marketing The world of the street is rife with allegories Photo Hugh Ardoin The Window Dressing Gallery