A chap in a faded tee, long hair untamed,
leans on a bench where the sea is framed.
Phone to his ear, his laughter drifts,
between gull cries and the tramline’s shifts.
Opposite, the ice cream shop hums and gleams,
a melody of cones and seaside dreams.
Vanilla winds and ocean air entwine,
sweet and salt in the afternoon shine.
Behind him, the bay holds a silver hue,
and time, for a moment, forgets to move.
Only his voice, soft and far away,
threads through the heart of a Melbourne day.
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Fine interior photo of this fellow chatting on his phone. It looks like a good place to find refreshment. Well composed photo.
ReplyDeleteVery over priced for the drinks there
Delete...taking a phone break.
ReplyDeleteHe talks real loud there
DeleteVery nice photo and poem. Have a nice day.
ReplyDeleteThank you for the kind words
DeleteTranquilo y hablando con su celular el hombre deja pasar el tiempo como si nada importase. Abrazo
ReplyDeleteMindful chatting
DeleteSi la conversación es larga, es mejor estar sentado y hablar así tranquilamente.
ReplyDeleteUn abrazo.
Yeah except no privacy. I hear every word
DeleteUn instant amable pel noi.
ReplyDeleteSalutacions, James.
He must be seriously in taking this call
DeleteGood
ReplyDeleteVery nice job you are doing!
ReplyDeleteGreat shot
ReplyDeleteA place in the shade to share your phone call. Always enjoy your poems.
ReplyDeleteGood shot
ReplyDeleteThank you for the wonderful black and white photo and poem... I'm immediately transported to another world...
ReplyDeleteIt's chilly here.
Hugs for you and thank you.
I really like the shadows on the ground.
ReplyDeleteI always look forward to these pictures! Another nice one.
ReplyDeleteGreat street photo, James. The poem sets the mood. Nick from My Sunday Best. Thank you for taking part in the "My Sunday Best" meme.
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