Everyday’s Yesterday


Even as winter and spring ends
mixed temperatures remain

Morning awakenings
endure shadows of the past

Everywhere
good wishes collapse mute

Bouquet openings
become but empty vases

Hesitant touches
forever pretend

Intimate whispers diminish
to but a resonance of silence

The simple music of children's laughter

succumbs to environment's chaos

Rose petals beneath one's touch
finds captivity mere folly

Time seems to stop

Dreams of future
are not without nightmares of past

The taste of alum tinctures
can become forever's aftertaste

For…

When regret finds no escape
and shackles of blame
hold firm inside walls of guilt
clouds remain forever without rain

Everyday’s yesterday…

remains