Today is Yesterday (25th April 2008)

When today was unriped
On yesterday's turfed branch,
Scattered its sepals stood.

Bare petals and ovary
Were ennui even at lunch,
Plodding, trudging, looking waify.

Nuked by nude night noon
Its embrayo throbs at its touch,
And today is yesterday soon.

Baby Today is Yesterday
Young today is today, at such,
Tomorrow is an aged today.

-B.M. Atsen

Old Tomorrow

Wonderful 'morrow,
Old and narrow.
As the next scene,
You can't be seen.
Ages have heard of you,
None ever saw you.
Noone knows your package,
Noone knows your damage.
You are invisibly visible,
You are possibly impossible.
You! the talk of the day,
You! the terror of today.
When men's breathe dries,
Tommorow never dies.

-B.M. Atsen