Urban landscapes
The Shard on a stormy dusk A symbol of the lonely nights All is too quiet on this City night Is the storm gathering above A sign of some divine might A punishment to befall On the city of Sodom And its many sisters… Photo Hugh Ardoin The Urban Landscapes Gallery
Predawn stroll along the River Thames Looking for the perfect light to fit my mood A romantic setting to to dump my spleen And the tide rose to the brim of my eyes As the rain seeped deep inside to drench my bones And the sky threw a dash of pink between two squalls Photo […]
The fading day hangs to the lazy clouds Mesmerized by their reflection in the river Time lies still in a narcissistic spell Looking into the water you may see a smile Like the welcome call from a watery grave But ripples change the smile into a sneer You wake from the daydream As time quickly […]
A view from a bridge on a stormy day As clouds weave menacing shapes in the sky And the sun sends cryptic warnings At the tips of its long fingers of light Photo Hugh Ardoin The Urban Landscapes Gallery
They say the early bird gets the worm And I wonder if this angel under the guise of a bird Will suddenly dive and snatch my wretched soul The glorious golden rising sun over Tower Bridge My personal view of a welcome Armageddon… Photo Hugh Ardoin The Urban Landscapes Gallery
The lull of all things When the waters of River Thames Reach the point of no return of their low ebb Like a petrified Narcissus the city drowns in its own reflection While the widows of our umpteen deaths cry a river Wailing sirens at the dusk of our lives Photo Hugh Ardoin The Urban […]
Harbor view of the London changing scenes A shelter from the storm While the sky rises its towers of clouds Rain will come in squalls or showers And as Bertolt Brecht once said ‘In the dark times Will there also be singing? Yes, there will also be singing. About the dark times’ Photo Hugh Ardoin […]
Battersea Bridge at low ebb When London goes dressed like a harbor Under heavy winter skies and a Flemish light Nature is the master of all painters and photographers We thrive to replicate, copy and save Until all light is gone from our eyes Photo Hugh Ardoin The Urban Landscapes Gallery
Lambeth Bridge view at high tide The river comes to a still just before dawn And the London Eye cyclops he sleeps Iron wheel of fortune, mechanical Narcissus You can hear the city whispering to the river Mirror, mirror, who is the fairest of them all ? Photo Hugh Ardoin The Urban Landscapes Gallery
Golden sunrise over Lambeth Bridge As the crow flies the eye peers beyond From the middle of the bridge Watching the sun spill its bullion The riches you will never own But that are given to you As long as you live and your eyes can see Photo Hugh Ardoin The Urban Landscapes Gallery