Upon The Causeway, still she sits,
In Melbourne’s hush where shadow knits
The woven light of afternoon
Into a monochrome cocoon.
A café chair, a frame of grace,
She lifts her eyes, a silent face
Held fast by thought, or winds unseen,
That stir the mind where none have been.
No coffee touched, no glance returns—
Only the distant skyline burns
Its outline through the softened grey
Of half-spent time and slipping day.
Her coat hangs loose, her hair undone,
The city moves, but she is one
With something past the tramline’s end,
A lost, invisible old friend.
She does not blink. The hour grows thin.
The world continues crowding in—
But on that chair she drifts apart,
A grayscale ghost with pulsing heart.
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I'm guessing this photo isn't from today. People are wearing T-shirts and enjoying the sun!
ReplyDeleteBefore winter this year
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ReplyDeleteShe looked relaxed and enjoyed her company...
ReplyDeleteA peaceful moment
Delete...looking out into space.
ReplyDeleteDay dreaming
DeleteMe gusta como ilumina la luz su rostro y su mirada fija en algo que le ha llamado la atención.
ReplyDeleteFeliz fin de semana.
It was a quick click
DeleteShe looks like she's a million miles away, lost in thought.
ReplyDeleteFantasy happening
DeleteShe looks like she is enjoying her refreshments with a friend or relative. These socially interactive moments are important for us all.
ReplyDeleteHuman engagement is important
DeleteContemplating in the light.
ReplyDeleteParece disfrutar de ese descanso mientras observa el ir y venir de la gente
ReplyDeleteI love how you caught the light on her face. She would love to have this photo. I always enjoy your poems.
ReplyDeleteWow beautiful metaphors like In "Melbourne’s hush where shadow knits" and The woven light of afternoon
ReplyDeleteInto a monochrome cocoon Love the last stanza as well A poet lives inside you