A cap, a stride, a summer pace,
A man half-lost in city space.
The pavement hums, the shopfronts stare,
While strangers drift through midday air.
He walks as though he’s late for none,
Just chasing shade instead of sun
In black and white the moment stays:
A quiet hero of passing days.
Sony A7RV
FE 50mm f1.2 GM
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Headphones on, the city mute,
He strides to some internal flute.
Scooters glare and engines preen
He’s marching through a private scene.
“Vapes!” cries signage overhead,
“Parking!” argues white and red
But none of it can quite compete
With whatever’s got that beat.
Sony A7RV
FE 35mm f1.4 GM
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Beneath the stone of Flinders Street,
An old man moves on steady feet,
A paper map held firm, yet frail,
As if to chart a vanished trail.
Beside him walks a boy of youth,
His grin bright, his step uncouth,
A sun-glass crown upon his hair,
A careless halo, light as air.
Two figures bound by time’s design,
One tracing roads, one yet to find,
Together in the city’s hum
The past and future walk as one.
Sony A7RV
35mm f1.4 GM
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A youthful lad in garments sleek,
Through corridors he strolls unique.
With hands tucked deep in pockets tight,
He walks with ease, his soul alight.
A careless breeze, a spirit free,
Unbound by chains of gravity.
The world may rush, yet he remains,
A drifting note in time’s refrain.
Sony A7RV
FE 50mm f1.2 GM
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