522. Yesterday

Hold fast to today,

For it flits and it flies,

Up on and away…

Into the vast skies,

Of yesterday.

Where all of us go,

When we leave and grieve,

In the long ago,

As writer’s weave,

And stories sew.

K. Aldaya, 8/3/20

Picture: By Dmitry Ratushny on Unsplash; https://unsplash.com/photos/O33IVNPb0RI

412. In the Horizon

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Tangerine-seas quench my day-parched soul,

With the hope that maybe tomorrow,

Will find it new and whole.

As the sun descends and light fades out,

I inhale deeply of it’s sweetness,

And expunge any doubt.

For the night is coming…time to sleep,

And dream of new, better tomorrows,

Yet, first I’ll drink and weep,

For the yesterday which burns away…

In the horizon.

K. Aldaya, 8/25/17

Picture: http://wallpaperweb.org/wallpaper/nature/pacific-sunset-pismo-beach-california_40871.htm