snowed on rock


Enduring dry chill
like soldier, when
point of regress, she
came to imbue idea,
her methodical journey
to rise, excellent for

life. I watch as she
slowly vanishes,
game of time,
law of tyrant;
some efforts to hold
is gripping onto wind.
Farewell, my friend,
see you in spring mist.

© Byung A. Fallgren


Winter Lake


Retreat and ponder
the surge from highland,
venture up the hill where
the days of longing,
curiosity mirrored,
youthful fantasy
evaporated, reach for

the sky, wave with envy
at the birds. Comply to
the time of withdrawal,
grateful to the season for
the opportunity. Ceaseless
desire, watch the land ling
grow, wither,

wait for next swell–glee!

© Byung A. Fallgren