vanity
Human history is rife with the landmark fantasy The master’s vanity reach for the sky and even now to lower-space From the Egyptian’s pyramids for which we have found no other purpose yet To our fragile steel and glass temples of personality that may not fare well in time But to the ants of human […]
The towers and the cranes Play hide and seek in the early morning skies From: Lambeth Bridge looking West All is eerily quiet on that Western front Men build empty towers to scratch the heavens’ back Vainly hoping for a reward or indulgence in return I presume… Photo Hugh Ardoin The Night Shift Gallery
We look into the spotlights until we blink In this American Night that swallows London The old stone ruins and the glass-to-the-metal towers Vanity has no age, it is the mirror staring back at Narcissus And the seed of revolution grows into a tree The call for independence, the claim for freedom So light may […]
Sitting on the kerb as if it was a riverside A she Diva of unearthly beauty watches herself And from time to time looks at the passing mortals Vanity is not a sin for a She Diva, it is just a lifestyle Photo Hugh Ardoin The Notting Hill 2019 Carnival Gallery
Leaving Panama City on the road to the airport The Pacific slowly rolls down its waves like a window The sun went away beyond the horizon leaving the sky to the night The pelicans come to roost on the rocks below and life looks like a postcard The shiny skyline towers mirror their vanity in […]
Paper money and iron towers cast their foreboding shadows on the city At the very feet of the giants, people work and slave for the money-masters After a long day’s work they wait for the bus back to the boxes they call home Kept out of sight, below the shiny windows that only reflect the […]
Like a Cinderella sweeping for the nasty stepsisters While the pumpkin is waiting for its moment of glory Unattainable dreams, like the dust of sleepless nights Are swept by the sandman under the catafalque of our vanities Photo Hugh Ardoin The Window Dressing Gallery