“We were warriors once. “We lived in the desert, by the Red sea and the Gulf of Aden. Or so the white man calls them. “All the tribes feared us, the Amharinya, the Tigrinya, the Erythreans, the Somali. We were warriors. We were the Danakils. “To marry the young maiden of our choice we had…
“Euphorie des sages”. Euphoria of the wise. Bogotá. (c)ourtesy Oscar. “Happy birthday, Mr. President.” Mexico city. “On the road again”. Artist: Duek Gonzalez. Shotgun shot. The fall of the House of Usher. Edgar Allan Poe. (Mexico city) Cold street. On foot this time. Must have been a great mural, but it has been tagged. Sigh.…
Pont Alexandre III. Traveller 989. ‘Idea’? What do you mean? “Bridge over troubled waters”. (Simon & Garfunkel). Under a bridge on the Canal de l’Ourcq. A homeless tent behind me. Spared from the rain by the bridge above, s/he awakes every morning to this “woman in blue”. The artist? Titi from Paris? A “titi” is…
“Get your motor runnin’ The Wild Parade has now begunListen to the engines hum Head out on the highwayLooking for adventureIn whatever comes our way People out to have some funA cobra on my leftLeopard on my right, yeah I like smoke and lightnin’Heavy metal thunderRacing with the windAnd the feeling that I’m under The…
Equinoxio 