A Gadfly In Sauron’s Eye

The Shard stands naked in the stormy sky

Flying machines from the City Airport

Like annoying gadflies dancing in Sauron’s eye

Is it a sign or some hermetic premonition

An omen following a strict timetable

A searchlight peering into the sky

Looking for the secret passage

A warp in the time-space cloud

Photo and Ramblings by Hugh Ardoin