Three men strode down Flinders Street,
Their steps in time, their silence neat.
The city hummed, the trams rolled by,
As clouds hung low in Melbourne’s sky.
The middle bore a light-strewn beard,
A gentler face, composed, revered.
Each side, his mates were cleanly bare—
No bristle marked their chins with care.
A curious sight in modern age,
Where stubble speaks of style and stage.
Yet here they walked, a quiet band,
As if from some more tailored land.
No phones in hand, no hurried pace,
Just shadows shifting into place.
And Flinders watched, with windows wide,
As three men crossed from time to tide.
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ReplyDeleteRather palpable
DeleteParecen tres buenos amigos camino de algún lugar común. Detrás la estación. Buen monocromo.
ReplyDeleteYeah the kind of connection we all like to have
DeleteBoth interesting and odd that all three of these guys have their hands in their pockets. I wonder if they are traveling for work or pleasure?
ReplyDeleteProbably pleasure
DeleteExcellent urban scene!
ReplyDeletePeople's connection is fascinating
DeleteGoing to work?
ReplyDeleteToo informal wear I believe
DeleteThey'd be walking in sync if it weren't for that first guy.
ReplyDeleteThe wolf pack
DeleteOn the way back home.
ReplyDeleteVery good
ReplyDeleteNice candid capture of 3 gentlemen strolling down the street!
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautifully evocative poem capturing a fleeting urban moment!
ReplyDeleteTeam activity.
ReplyDeleteWell done as always.
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I enjoyed your poetry.
ReplyDeleteI really like these 3 guys. " No phones in hand, no hurried pace." Brilliant photo and poem. Thank you for sharing with FFO.
ReplyDeleteNone of them looks happy! Must be work time!
ReplyDeleteLove your poetic take on these strolling boys. Excellent writing.
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