Poetry

The Days When the Stars Wept

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The Days when the Stars Wept

To be a youth was a curse in nineteen-sixties
in the tiny corner of the world;
the peninsular divided in two, South and North;
joining in the bloody demos, after school hours,
like extra-curricular classes.
mostly out of patriotism; to rebuild the loose system.
the more often the parties went on, the more of them 
fell, the petals in the storm.
Everyone prayed in silence for miracle, to save them.

Then the time had come;
the night sky above the city was blazing;
the air smelled of gunpowder.
Everyone's heart leaped, but no one 
talked about it, in fear of the dark net
that might swallow them. 
the old leader's demise, and the General assumed
the Blue House as the frontier of the new age.

Many years later, the childhood friends still gathered
in memory of their brothers 

who vanished 
in the night wind. 

©Byung A. Fallgren

Afternoon by the River

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Afternoon by the River

After shopping,
grab the sandwich,
go to the riverside bench and eat;
eyes on the river pregnent with spring,

so much to do 
in the days to come;
the branch nods to the gibberish robin;
as the sun showers over the trees.

Time to come, time to leave;
why feel as if an invisible hand on my back;
no one but the passing wind, sun and the river.  


©Byung A. Fallgren

The Couple of birds on the Pink bough

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The Couple of Birds on the Pink bough

Within the pink world,
sweet smell and cozy;
he leans to her, yawns, and closes eyes.

She nudges; don't be so lazy, dear,
hawk's eyes are magnet to us.

Ah, he murmurs, have a faith in the blossoms,
while their magic lasts; like the lone house,
stands unscathed in the ruins of the twister.

I'll keep an eye open for you;

flowers and magics are whims of wind;
my love is the root of a tree. 


©Byung A. Fallgren

Pondering on Saving Earth

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Pondering on Saving Earth

Climate change, everyone's concern,
but we wonder what to do; might 
these be halpful:
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 less as possible;
do not throw used water with house cleaning
chemical agent on the lawn;
replace the lawn grass that require a lot of water
with other grass that need less water;
with some research, you can find one that fits
your liking. 

Polar bears, if they are in trouble, 
their ecosystems is in trouble; fewer of
them could lead to an over population
of sears, which threatens the fish population--
our food source. 

Protect other endangered species: tigers, 
saltmarsh sparrows, etc.

Cut down on plastics, if not eliminate it, 
and save millions of marine lives.


This Saturday, April 22 is Earth Day.  Happy Earth Day!
visit EarthDay2023.com to learn more. 

--Byung A.

Sometimes

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Sometimes

I feel as if, I've lived for years in an outland,
just returned home; everywhere strangers,
myself a hundred-years-old tree.
the next door children, now parents of their children.
only the old man walking the dog, same as before;
the man whose heart monitor wouldn't let him relax,
has to move and move, except the night
when asleep; a little evidence that

most in the world, not a hundred percent good or
bad; why worry so much?
How 'bout be little like the little creature
snuggles on the petal and asleep, let the God
decide its fate of waking, in an enemy's belly.

Absurd, you might scoff, but i need it now, or
might lose more. 


©Byung A. Fallgren