Wanderings
Encounters of the Third Type On my London night wanderings Meeting the good people Football stars in the night Shining among the anonymous The night is endless for the sleepless Photo Hugh Ardoin The Night Shift Gallery
The London Night Shift wanderings A bridge too far in allegorical meaning Blackfriars Bridge going South, literally Under the reflections of bright towers of night Sodium vapor lamps are no red lights The district is strict Photo Hugh Ardoin The Night Shift Gallery
The early morning wanderings Looking for the perfect sunrise Every quest is vain beyond itself But it is for the pleasure of the eye And the capture of a unique moment Things asleep and beings almost awake… Photo Hugh Ardoin The Night Shift Gallery
Before the night closes shop It has so many errands to run To arrange for lovers to meet And dig the despair of the lonely ever deeper Sleepless Saturday NIghts are for the wanderers Cameras around the neck like the noose of an abrupt end Following the footsteps of this clueless destiny Who follows us […]
Wanderings through London on a rainy night Hours seem endless as the water seeps into your coat And your shoes follow you scooping the streets Signing in the rain can wait for an other day or night As we cope with a cold and wet hell But why complain if is what we were looking […]
Meet the London Saturday Night Fauna Supermen in civvies at every street corner The spirit is here yet at different degrees Soho and Chinatown are the last frontiers Night wanderings start from here The unknown is a bridge that spans the night Photo Hugh Ardoin The Londoners Gallery
Common coot with plastic sibling stirring the pea soup We go green but with some misgivings Wanderings along the London Regent Canal Bring small surprises to brighten our lackluster spleen Standing on the shores of our own lives Like migrating fowl waiting for a pass Photo Hugh Ardoin The Londoners Gallery
London wanderings along the canals The wildlife and the happening artists Meeting an underwater specialist at work While fitting a concrete slab on the canal bed The bots would not believe their AI’s Nowhere near here yet Hopefully… Photo Hugh Ardoin The Londoners Gallery
The long wanderings of insomnia Lead me into uncertain journeys In the darken’d London streets Shiny cars like sleeping dragons Waiting to spit their fires We live among the dangers we made… Photo Hugh Ardoin The Night Shift Gallery