Pursuing the goal in doubt It's like a smile of no face. Smile back, for it is the only armor against the doubt. Go on, with all your might; dance along the dry river unknown, sing as the poet. In the end you are the wise one, or you don't do it. ©Byung A. Fallgren
My two poems View on the side of the Road and The Doe have been accepted for the Summer printed issue of The Avocet, a journal of Nature Poetry--2022. Thank you, Charles and Vivian for taking these pieces.
–Byung A.
Flying with the New Songs of the Clouds Being a minimalist, I used to throw a lot of things; caught in the frenzy of moment, some valuables would disappear; then panic, search in every hill and valley, like the mad woman in the dream. The selfie, with the idiotic smile, crumpled and trashed long ago, haunts, jeers: with the original one gone, no way to make another. lost not only the image but the time also, acting on impulse, the echo of the youthhood. Faces suddenly flash, gloat, for had been tossed off, like the wads of useless pieces. a pang in the deep; take a deep breath and smile. They happened for reason, keep them where they were, fly off with the new songs of clouds, and the ghost of failed one will live only in the dream. Change within. ©Byung A. Fallgren
Ocean Water Dasha Kelly Hamilton The ocean pushes back Alive and vigorous The heritage of habitat Leans against expectation Muscles its due respect Without regard Without warning Without reorienting the ones With swimming perspectives Limitations of consistent temperature and painted cement walls The ocean rumbles its sovereignty Full weight of freedom on my skin. Dasha Kelly Hamilton is a writer and performance artist. She is National Rubinger Fellow and currently Poet Laureate for the city of Milwaukee and the State of Wisconsen. In 2021, she received an Academy of American Poets Laureate Fellowship.
Most of Wyoming trees, the lesson (Gogyohka Sequence) in April still asleep shivering in the wind like the children in the war-torn land in May start budding or flowering like just awaken lazy person in a hurry sudden snowstorm blankets the flowering trees shuddering at the unexpected after storm passes dazzling smile Wyoming trees' lesson: face the disaster be patient then rebound ©Byung A. Fallgren
junipers don't need to be pruned by human nature did already children don't need to grow under parental pressure just put them in right track what happens in woman's body her choice ©Byung A. Fallgren
The Doe when her son was excluded she walks with him in the night Sleep Aid awake in the wee hour no problem, read book, works better than pills Rattle wind blows all night rattling the satellite dish on the roof for the rotten news ©Byung A. Fallgren
Windy Backyard Wisdom
Winds blow over
the white and green,
cascades from the hill
to the open, rippling in
silver gray, in hopes,
raise them into the air
and blow them away.
But they stay formidable,
roots in the soil,
like the stubborn youths’ will
to keep their land,
rebel against the invaders.
The ripples grow to sea waves,
claw the florets and blades, in vain;
the wings mean to fly,
the roots mean to stay,
like the incompatible lovers.
©Byung A. Fallgren
Dandelion & Iris like a good friend forget each other's fault just enjoy being a good company This piece is one of the six poems published in The Weekly Avocet #491, May 1st, 2022. Thank you, Charles, Vivian, Valeri for taking them. --Byung A.
My six poems appeared in this journal: Spring Pasture; Learning the eyes of Sky,
turtles; Dandelion & Iris; For the Spring Sun; Spring Grass; Spring Tree Song.
Thank you, Charles, Vivian, and Valerie for taking these poems.
–Byung A. Fallgren
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