
Even well planned project
Suffer unexpected
Making it the most of it
Depends on how well
Adjusted we are

© Byung A. Fallgren

Even well planned project
Suffer unexpected
Making it the most of it
Depends on how well
Adjusted we are

© Byung A. Fallgren

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—Byung A. Fallgren

Believe what you want to believe, but keep your mind
open to other possibility.
–Byung A. Fallgren

Pebbly road
doesn’t always take us
to the forest imagined
but to the wintry
outland.
Settled in the shack on a hill,
we assess the milieu.
View of near-impossible
road back home
tests our ability of
adaptation.
Most of time we can see
the glimmer of home
only if we strive to walk
even on gossamer.
©Byung A. Fallgren

Hardship in early life makes you strong
in later life.
–Byung A. Fallgren
Tentacles of hacker hovers
Over the brainchild,
Swaddles it in the frost,
Old neighbor is moving
In the rain, leaving the
Nostalgic soul behind,
Moon hides behind the veil of
Fog sips through the
Dragon lady’s folded wing,
Drowns her in the night,
Sliver of light shines the gloom,
Like lover’s magic touch
on the ancient wound,
Lifts the blue, laconic,
I review the night
In a different light.

© Byung A. Fallgren

–Byung A. Fallgren
She’s an angel, says he.
Her poetry tells so.
Some banter, she scoffs.
She is decent,
Person of integrity,
She sifts her thoughts before penning,
Like her deed, says he.
Geranium hasn’t fully bloomed, she sighs.
Mother of successful children, says he.
She notes: geranium has lived as
Wholesome being.
Wishing to be beyond it is
No more than
Ornamental,
Redundancy,
Personal desire.
© Byung A. Fallgren
Brooding
Afternoon stroll
Surprised
By this gnome
Sudden lift

Of all the ornaments, he or she chose this gnome and other fun
characters for the trees in the park. Sometimes such trivial things
as ornaments lift our spirit. And they let us lost in the carefree
giggly moment. 😊
–Byung A. Fallgren
Rain echoes
Hoarsened call
Of owl,
Stirring melancholy,
If she has finished moving
If she needs help.
I wish I could be there,
She should’ve lived
Closer,
Wish time could be
Stretchable for her.
Working mom’s struggle,
Like birthing throes.
Rain begins to
Pour down,
Churning distress at the shore
Of night.
With no text from her.
Gold lamplight in the rain twinkles,
Assuring,
‘She’s too busy to call, but
The working mom is doing
Wonderful!’
© Byung A. Fallgren