So Nature deals with us, and takes away
Our playthings one by one, and by the hand
Leads us to rest.
–Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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Far Future
If you return to me
In the far future
My word will be
I’ve forgotten you
I didn’t forget
Yesterday
Or today
But far future
I’ve forgotten you
–author unknown
Past
Past is merely a slice of whole
Even if many memories are hidden
In every corners of deep inside
Judging the entirety by that sliver
Is imprudent.
Bottom of that chasm a part of
One sobs, wishing it were cocoon,
Reverse the wrong, metamorphose
And fly out into the bright future
Who would judge no-criminal by the
Little ghost in the past?
©
Word Matter
the arrogant word
to the innocent girl
‘come back
when the bosom
grow full’
then waited
many years
but she
never
returned
memory of youth
blushes
the face
with shame
regret
©
Is there anyone who hasn’t said something inadvertently to hurt someone?
Occasionally we all do. Time dilutes toxicity of harsh word. But some word is too strong to be forgiven. Worse, sometimes it changes your life against your favor!
Evening
Every evening I am grateful to have
You at my side. The neighbors
Come and go but you are
Here for me telling
About the day’s
Story that never
Fail to amuse me,
For we are eternal
Lovers, aren’t we? They
Say love can wane with time
Like moon. If so I’d wait for you
Till your lovely face reappear among
The tinny stars with renewed passion
©
According to statistics, half of married couples end up divorcing. Worse, nowadays
young people don’t believe in marriage that last till death do apart. One of the reasons is that majority women don’t depend on men any more. They earn bread themselves. So they choose not to stay in unsatisfying marriage. Besides, divorcing is easy these days. It takes only a few months to complete the paper work process in many states. I’m an old-fashioned person. And it makes me sad. Good thing is that I know many couples who have been married longer than 40 years and they want it to be continued.
The Autumn Bridge
weathered-gray
like loyal servant
golden leaves
calls for
white winter
the long lines
of shadows
lead to
the other side
unknown
the bridge
allows
footprints
with no
prejudice
©
- Gogyohka is usually five lines in length. But I took the liberty with adding the sequence.
The Reason I was Freed
A week after I started working at the Perion Field One, Clive came to the prison to see me. “How do you like your job so far?” he asked.
“I like it better than being your assistant,” I said, glancing at his dark suit that matched his shiny dark hair.
With a cold smirk, he took a pack of cigarette from his coat pocket, lit one, took a deep inhale, and gazed at me through the smoke. “You haven’t changed one bit.”
“Unless you accept my demands, I will stay here.”
He scoffed. “Our leader told me to teach you a lesson to be a loyal servant.”
“So, what are you going to do with me?”
“I could throw you into a torture chamber but I am too nice to do that. I don’t want to waste your quality, so…” he paused.
I waited for his next word, curious.
“You are not good enough to be my assistant. So, I recommend you to be a common security guard,” he said condescendingly.
“I can live with that. Where will I be working?”
“Let’s go,” he said, walking toward his vehicle.
(from THE SPACE HERMITS)
Self-Destruction=Suicide
(Thinking of the suffering young friends)
If you want to survive, stay sober
Treat all the self-destructive
Urges as your worst enemy
If you cannot defeat the poisonous
Temptation, seek pro.’s help
Listen to wise older ones
Negative mind only begets
Misery
The Winged Great Dane & the Mysterious Whistle
Looking out the tiny cell window, I saw several torabus, the Great Dane-like animals, at the edge of the field. Then a sudden whistle came from somewhere. Some inmate was trying to get the torabus’ attention? One torabu was moving toward the prison building and the rest trailed him.
When they came near my window I admired the magnificent creatures with their dark coats and folded wings glistening in the moonlight. They appeared a mixture of a Dane and a horse but much larger than a horse. The smallest one in the group turned its head to look at me with its intelligent looking eyes. I remembered that #268 didn’t like torabu’s meat. I understood him now. How can they eat such beautiful creatures?
The whistle blew again. The smallest one’s ear twitched at the sound as if he recognized the whistler. He glanced around. Seeing no one, he listened more. As the whistle stopped he flew away, the others following him.
(from THE SPACE HERMITS)
The Dame & the Baby
They sat next to each other at the airport
The baby in his mom’s lap fixed infectious
Gaze on the girl who had never seen
Others gave him
A smile
A dame next to the girl followed her eyes to
The baby and put a long frown on
The innocent face, turned her head
To another baby to stick a bright
Smile on him
The frowning woman, two different babies
The girl was troubled by the thoughts
What’s with the unfairness, lady?
Despite the dissimilar hue
Of their skins, the two are
Brothers
Open your eyes wider
And you’ll
See it
Many years later, the memory was still fresh
In the girl’s mind when she saw the dame
Now a stooped old woman and the baby
A man crossing
The road
With a screech, a car halted to a stop
At the hobbling woman’s foot the
Startled man turned and put
His arm around her back
A smile spread on the
Woman’s face
The girl’s eyes brimmed
The haunting memory
No more
Byung A. Fallgren 