Bare-chested, he lingers where the sun bleeds gold,
Burleigh unfurls, a cityscape bold.
Sky and water melt in molten flame,
Each rooftop and wave whispering his name.
He lifts his lens, capturing the fire,
The horizon hums with quiet desire.
Sunset drapes the skyline in honeyed light,
And the ocean hums its lullaby of night.
A heartbeat, a glance, the moment spun,
Youth and dusk entwined as one.
In amber haze, the world holds still,
A fleeting magic he seeks to fill.
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I once had another photographer stand right in front of me when I was trying to shoot a concert. I am not sure why I didn't call him out.
ReplyDeleteJust cant bother. We may get violent reaction from them
DeleteFine photo catching this photographer using his cell phone to capture an image. Well done.
ReplyDeleteHe photo bombed my shot
DeleteWhy the blurriness? It's only a bare bum!
ReplyDeleteThe bokeh blurs the image
DeleteExcellent image, hunting the image hunter.
ReplyDeleteThat is a theme
DeleteThat's a brilliant photo :-D
ReplyDeleteHis body?
DeleteEl fotógrafo fotografiado .
ReplyDeleteAbrazo
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ReplyDeleteHe certainly doesn't get tired!
ReplyDeleteYouth and dusk entwined as one... Good line!
ReplyDeleteEven though black-and-white photography is an art form, I feel that in this case, much of the magic you convey in the poem has been lost...
ReplyDeleteM'agrada la manera com ho presentes, suavitzant certes zones. ;-)
ReplyDeleteSalutacions!