yellow brick road
Out of focus human life crossing the bridge at Westminster The allegory of democracy and its distant subject of humanity Bridges made of words and crystal towers Reality seen through a kaleidoscopic telescope They say you’ll find angel powder in the Parliament restrooms In the old days they used to say that London streets were […]
The human dream spreads its emptiness as far as the eye can see With a road cutting like a shiny blade through a soaked landscape The new is just the old and the forgotten rediscovered Storms wash the hopes away in long rivers of tears A sign pompously invites you to a New London It […]
The young beauties come to the human tide to slake their thirst But the river is not enough we need the canned and the sparks This is the bright side of the yellow brick road, gold dust is everywhere We sing and pray for better days, skip the tithe, promise a penny for her thoughts […]
Jason beware, the golden fleece is a reflective jacket in a window The fuschia pumps, updated Dorothy’s red shoes from the Wizard of Oz The yellow brick road ofthe legend of gold paved city streets nowhere near the emerald city Marketing rules the principalities of high streets in the new Kingdom of Oz Tin men, […]
Playing the role of Dorothy in the Wonderful Wizard of Oz A young black girl dances in her red shoes taunting the witches So we are under the spell, walking along the yellow brick road Emerging from the smoke, dreams stream down the Notting Hills and Valleys Photo Hugh Ardoin The Notting Hill 2018 Carnival […]