In Reading & Writing at 3 AM

Hearing him babble in my 
half-asleep: "Out of pay the bill."
What does it mean?
The face of the young man appears
in my head: the young plumber with a smiley face.
Of course, we'll pay when he sends the bill.
What does it have to do with you? 

Are you implying that he is you? you
the usual demon-lazy ghost?
You are using the hard-working man to disguise you.
Not too bad. If that is your wish, wish means:
you wish you were him, not a demon-lazy ghost.
To encourage you to morph, even a bit of fragrance,
I will give you some, not much.

I must add: I cannot afford your demand:
I am frugal to the bone and soul. 

©Byung A. Fallgren
  
  

My two Haiku are included in this week’s journal.
Thank you, Charles and Vivian, for taking the pieces.

–Byung A.

Pondering on Saving Earth, Saving Us

Climate change, everyone's concern,
but we wonder what to do;
there are universal hints that remind us:
use natural gas instead of coal;
stop rainforests from vanishing;
walk or use a bike whenever possible, etc.

As to protecting our water source:
use the pesticide as little as possible;
do not throw used water with household cleaning 
chemical agent on the lawn;
change the lawn grass that needs less water; with
some research you can find one that you like, etc.

Polar bears if they are in trouble, their entire 
an ecosystem is in trouble; fewer of them could
lead to an overpopulation of Sears, which threatens
fish population, our food source.
Protect other endangered species; tigers, lions, etc.
Save millions of marine lives and us too. 

--Byung A. Fallgren
  

Some Moments

As we drift in
the stream of 
our days we 
come upon

odd moment
evokes our wit,
smile that wash
the doldrums,

discover merits
in our selves
that have been
buried in the

dimmer days, like
little gold nuggets 
found in sand, they 
brighten our spirits. 

©Byung A. Fallgren
This first appeared here on 2018/11/6.

bare tree limbs conduct
the sad song of Northern Wind
first snowflakes dance away

©Byung A. Fallgren

Tanka

for a good night's sleep
take melatonin and tea
but the sleep eludes
remember to add one thing
reading a poetry book also

©Byung A. Fallgren

Her Nails 

Of all the nails.
Her fingernails 
Are the loveliest,
Yet you regard it at the least.
Oval, pink, and neat;
In the heart; and great.
But they morph into something
You fear but should be bracing;
With no fear, raging sea, like peril,
When your force goes over the hill.

©Byung A. Fallgren

My four Haiku are published in this issue.
Thank you, Charles, Vivi, and Valerie, for taking the pieces.

Tanka

today or any day
why the sea reticent in green
as the corals grow pale
the sea horses hide in the weeds
dying fishes on the shore moan

©Byung A. Fallgren

Tanka
(without syllable count)

last night
insomnia dead
slept all night
wake up at dawn
and plan to travel

(with syllable count)

to see the sibling
in a hundred somber years
I try to look good
alas, the old age doesn't allow me
why care? Just be as I am

©Byung A. Fallgren