Melbourne Candid Series #1149 Swanston St

 

On Swanston Street in midday glare,
Two young men wandered without a care.
In singlets light and weathered stride,
They moved like currents, side by side.

One bore a cap, his mullet proud,
Sunglasses hooked, his stance unbowed.
He faced ahead, eyes on the flow,
A figure caught in city’s glow.

The other turned, his glance askew,
A bag in hand, tattoos in view.
A smile broke free—half sun, half jest,
As though the world had passed some test.

Diverging steps in Melbourne's heat,
Two stories danced along the street.
Each bearing tone, a silent song,
Of youth adrift, where all belongs.

Sony A7RV

FE 50mm f1.2 GM

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Melbourne Candid Series #1142 Collins St

 

On Collins Street beneath the grey,
Where shopfronts line the silent way,
A youth stood still, mid city stream,
As trams rolled past in muted gleam.

She held a cup, still steaming white,
Its warmth between the morning light
And spoke, with eyes both bright and kind,
To one whom age had made refined.

Her silver hair, her coat drawn neat,
A cane beside her careful feet,
She listened as the young man said
Some gentle thought, some word unsaid.

The world passed by in shades of grey,
But in their pause, the time gave way
Two strangers held in quiet grace,
A fleeting moment, face to face.

Sony A7RV

FE 50mm f1.2 GM

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Melbourne Candid Series #1129 Bourke St Mall (Summer before winter this year)

 

A Lady on Bourke in Greying Light

Upon the cobbles of Bourke Street fair,
Where trams do hum through autumn air,
A lady passed in monochrome,
Her youth aglow though shades had grown.

She walked alone, yet not alone,
For in her ears sweet tunes had flown,
A Walkman played its whispered song,
A timeworn tape that sang along.

Her tresses curled like drifting flame,
Though black and white concealed her name,
She bore her spoils in papered grace,
From shops agleam in city’s face.

A bum bag slung with no pretense,
‘Twixt fashion’s flair and innocence,
She paused beneath the falling leaves,
As dusk drew in on gentle eves.

No winter yet, but chill in shade,
The light grew thin, yet undismayed,
She danced in step with music’s flow,
A fleeting ghost from long ago.

And though the years may swiftly pass,
Like tramlines threading panes of glass,
Still in that frame she softly stands—
A song, a stroll, two listening hands.

Sony A7RV 

FE 135mm f1.8 GM

Check out Candid 884 and FACE OFF

Melbourne Candid Series #1054 Hosier Lane

 

A young man walks with quiet grace,
Uphill he climbs, a steady pace.
Through Hosier Lane, where colors speak,
A canvas worn, where walls are sleek.

His sneakers tap on pavement old,
Among the spray of stories bold.
Each step he takes, a thought untold,
As graffiti whispers secrets cold.

Eyes lost in dreams, not bound by time,
In this wild world, he seeks a rhyme.
The street is loud, yet calm his soul,
A part of art, yet still whole.

His journey’s steep, but in his mind,
The answers wait, the peace he’ll find.
And through the walls, with hues so bright,
He walks, untangling day from night.

Sony A7RV

FE 50mm f1.2 GM

Check out Candid 810

Melbourne Candid Series #1013 Swanston St

 

Upon the green by knowledge grand,
A lively crowd takes rest at hand.
With meals in lap and laughter bright,
They bask beneath the noon’s warm light.

The books stand tall in silent keep,
As voices dance and moments steep.
A midday pause, so free, so fair,
As life and learning breathe the air.

Sony A7RV

FE 50mm f1.2 GM

Check out Candid 771

Melbourne Candid Series #1012 Swanston St

 

The lads partake of their midday repast upon the front lawn of the state library.

Sony A7RV

FE 50mm f1.2 GM

Check out Candid 770

Melbourne Candid Series #975 Swanston St - State Library

 

As he emerged from the grand State Library, his eyes fell upon me, intent on him with my great lens. Oops

Sony A7RV

FE 135mm f1.8 GM

Check out Candid 734 and FACE OFF