For Those Passing By


For Those Passing By

Tension held so taut like cables stretched out
Spanning rivers tied by road and rail lines
Held so tightly it is possible to

Hear a note right on the verge of silence,
Humming into hearing, thunder on by

Fading into murmur when each journey
Hurtles by from over there to somewhere,
Leaving us behind as frozen gestures,

Glimpsing an already forgotten tableau
Memories for all those passing of a
Moment held forever uncompleted.


Published by David Hadley

A Bloke. Occasionally points at ducks.

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