The shadows stretch across the paving stone,
Where old friends speak in low, familiar tones,
Beside the arcade gates of brick and grand,
While tides of busy life rush through the land.
A fleeting smile goes drifting through the crowd,
Where steps are quick and city voices loud;
Yet time stands still beneath the sheltered awning,
From fading light until the early morning.
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A
structured square of stone and modern grace,
Where shifting shadows meet a central square,
A quiet rest within a hurried place,
As passing strangers breathe the evening air.
The tiers
of life extend from low to high,
With stories shared beneath a concrete bower,
While leafy vines climb upward to the sky,
Reclaiming nature in a fleeting hour.
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The
afternoon dissolves in shade,
Beneath the arbor's slatted beam,
Where daily cares begin to fade
Into a quiet, waking dream.
A moment
paused, the head leaned back,
To watch the shifting light above,
While voices fade along the track,
And gentle currents softly move.
The world
goes on with glass and conversation,
But here, a solitary peace is found
A brief and sudden, still cessation,
While summer leaves drift to the ground.
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FE 20-70mm f4
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Beneath the shade of canvas white,
The city murmurs far below;
Old friends sit softly in the light,
While summer breezes come and go.
The world moves on, the moments pass,
Yet here, beneath the open sky,
Life lingers like a looking-glass
A quiet hour that will not die.
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The
shadows trace a checkered floor,
Where quiet moments count the hours;
The bar is still, a forgotten shore,
Beneath the glass and neon flowers.
A
weary hand supports the brow,
While strangers share a fleeting glance;
The world outside is distant now,
Locked in a monochromatic dance.
Each
patron holds a silent thought,
Secured within the cafe's gleam;
A transient peace so briefly caught,
Suspended like a waking dream.
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Beneath the lamps, the night is still,
Three figures wait in quiet grace;
The empty stool, the vacant place,
Keeps watch beside them, calm and chill.
A bowl, a breath, a muted sound
The city fades beyond the door;
And in this humble, tiled café,
The lonely heart finds peace profound.
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FE 14mm f1.8 GM
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Beneath the lamps, the evening glows,
And voices rise, then fade away;
While every table holds its prose,
A little story of the day.
The bowls grow still, the moments cease,
Yet warmth remains where strangers meet;
And in the quiet heart of peace,
Life gathers softly, bittersweet.
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Beneath the shade of living green,
Where quiet streets and sunlight meet,
The world moves softly, unforeseen,
In footsteps passing down the street.
Above, the old trees touch the sky,
While tables hold the day’s refrain;
And in the pause of passers-by,
Life blooms and fades, then comes again.
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Two friends beneath the morning light,
Their conversation soft and bright;
While passing strangers come and go,
And shadows lengthen, moving slow.
The years may silver hair and face,
Yet friendship keeps its timeless grace;
For in the simple sharing there,
Life pauses gently in the air.
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A sip, a stir, a Parisian pose
though we’re nowhere near where the Seine River flows.
“L’échanson” hums from a curated wall,
while coffee decides the fate of us all.
One bites a pastry like it holds truth,
another scrolls time away in youth,
and behind the bar, with a practiced art,
espresso keeps the world from falling apart.
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Velvet seats and lanterned glow,
soft jade light where whispers flow.
Three men seated, calm, apart,
each with a meal, a private art.
Porcelain gleams beneath warm steam,
ginger and wine in a fragrant dream.
No words exchanged, yet all are near,
bound by the comfort of taste and cheer.
Outside, the river hums through glass,
time drifts slow, like clouds that pass.
Chopsticks pause — a fleeting grace,
three stories shared in a silent space.
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Laowa 9mm f5.6
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In Degraves Street’s narrow hum,
where coffee steam and footsteps drum,
a couple waits before the door
of Jungle Juice — their quiet shore.
They sit, the morning half-awake,
as trams above the city shake;
two figures queue in dappled light,
their laughter blending with the bright.
The scent of citrus, mango air,
the hiss of blenders everywhere;
time slows—an amber, sunlit pause,
between the rush and urban cause.
The couple leans, their hands entwined,
as summer drifts through Melbourne’s mind.
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The couple sat on stools that day,
by a café on Little Lonsdale’s way
no hurry in their gentle gaze,
just sunlight caught in Melbourne haze.
Both wore straw hats, soft and wide,
their brims like halos side by side;
steam rose lazy from their cups,
while city life kept filling up.
People passed in hurried streams,
heels clicking through their weekday dreams;
but in that lane, time bent and stayed
a still life softly overlaid.
Two straw hats, a quiet grace,
the world went on—they kept their place.
One man with two fair ladies near,
They linger where the scents appear.
At Centre Place the shadows fall,
Yet coffee’s warmth unites them all.
The narrow lane with echoes sings,
Of whispered talk and clinking rings.
Three souls await the barista’s art,
A brew to stir both tongue and heart.
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One elder sat with shaded eyes,
His gaze bent low where the bright screen lies.
A message flickered, silent, small,
Yet seemed to hold his world in thrall.
An Asian man with a brim so wide,
Peered through the café’s glowing side.
From Degraves Street, the moments blend,
Where strangers meet and pathways bend.
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All tables filled, no seat to spare,
Patrons crowd with laughter there.
From Degraves Street the voices rise,
A bustling hum beneath the skies.
Steam of coffee, clatter of plates,
Time suspended as the city waits.
Each corner brims with talk and cheer,
A fleeting world that gathers here.
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Two children tumbled, lost in play,
While father’s gaze drifted far away.
An old hack horse with weary eye,
Fixed on the lens as folk passed by.
Beyond, a queue in patient line,
Waited outside the café’s sign.
On Little Flinders, life flowed slow,
A street of stories, soft and low.
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A mural leans upon the wall,
its colours muted into grey.
The street is full
pedestrians flow like sardines,
pressed in rhythm,
their footsteps stitching the lane.
Beneath wide umbrellas,
waiter and patrons linger,
the clatter of plates
mingling with laughter and pause.
Degraves Street breathes—
a café theatre in monochrome,
every figure caught
between shadow and light.
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A city afternoon,
jerseys gather at the table,
voices half-spilled with cutlery.
She stands apart,
hands lit by a private glow,
while the street drifts untoward
all strangers,
stitched for a moment
into monochrome.
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FE 35mm f1.8 GM
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Off De Graves Street,
beneath the laneway’s hush,
a father leans into a table’s comfort,
cap tilted,
tattoo ink coiled upon his leg
like a memory written in skin.
Two boys beside him,
bright in their footy shirts,
shoulders knocking in the smallness of youth,
eyes wide with the ordinary feast.
Plates clatter,
the city breathes around them,
but here
in this narrow corner of Melbourne
a family meal becomes
its own quiet monument.
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