Come and Gone


How silver-precious

Those friendship beats,

Come and gone like

The six-prompt watchman

Between the Black Church

And the White Tower

In this or that foreign city.

Smiles exchanged, words danced

On benches by big, capital-brown rivers;

Cruel fingers on the new-named clock tower

In whose history-shadows we lingered,

Measuring the so-long seconds

Between now and the

Wide-yawn platform stations

And handcuff clocks and tickets.

Until next time …

6 thoughts on “Come and Gone

  1. cornelia13 says:

    Thank you …see you next time and until our roads will meet…miss you

  2. LadyBlueRose's Thoughts Into Words says:

    I like this… especially *Measuring the so-long seconds *
    so many thoughts have a chance in between the measuring 🙂
    Thank you for sharing…I hope this finds you well in your world
    and there will be a next time to read your thoughts soon
    Take Care…You Matter…

  3. cornelia13 says:

    Reblogged this on Cornelia's Blog and commented:
    Special words for special friendship…

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