Wrong Method
He throws a brash word
To touch her wings of mind,
She tosses it away like rind,
He laughs at her,
She scorns,
He tramples amok in her garden
Of her brainchild,
She deletes his image beguiled,
He is the vanished word
In the page of life.
Wishes him for better luck
Where angels’ tear drops
Bloom for him to pluck.
*A man in my town used to suggest I divorce and marry him.
He is brash and scornful about me being a writer. I rejected
him, of course. And I wished him for better luck with other
woman who is angel-like for him. To curve what sounds
a harsh part, I added some fun rhymes to the poem.
©Byung A. Fallgren
Byung A. Fallgren 
Harsh parting – well written
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Interesting and awkward feelings. I’m not a poetic nor do I really get it. But with this I sense the style and subject lining up?
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Thank you so much, Derrick, for understanding the piece. As usual, you are a good critic.
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Thanks for your honesty. Here’s a tip for you to help understand the poem: a man in my town used to suggest I divorce and marry him. He was brash, even scornful
about me being a writer. I rejected him,
of course. But wished him for better luck
with other woman who is angel-like for this man. Is this helpful? As for my style of lining for this poem, I did well. To curve the what seems to be harsh parting, I added some rhymes as well. Hope you’ve
noticed them. 😊
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I appreciate that
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Seems I got it right awkward! 😀 my difficulty is I don’t read well out loud or in my mind, I love Shakespeare will it’s well acted. Or in song.
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So different and so good ❤️
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Thank you so much😘
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‘To curve what sounds a harsh part…’
This is poetry in itself. How I love this poem and the story behind it. Thank you for sharing it with us.
‘He is the vanished word
In the page of life.’
Sublime❤️
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Thank you so much.
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