Family hikes along the trail
Higher they go, rougher the road
Not a bit discouraged to climb
Even the arduous hill
Just to be together
With timeless ardor
The hill echoes the lovers’ voices
Embracing them in her bosom
With ancient-beauty, fresh-blossom
Her sweet June-breath in the air
a nylon stocking
on the pavement
someone didn’t know
it slipped off
some floozy
“How are you?” said I.
“Can’t complain, I got a job,” said he.
“Since being laid off, to live I strive.
Hoping to find a better one
In 2017, under new president.”
“Good-luck, sir. Keep your dream alive.”
Many years ago, my husband and I briefly lived in Panama. Behind our rented house stood a mango tree that produced lots of fruits. Back then I didn’t like the strange-looking fruit, and let them fall and rot. I even thought it was poisonous fruit. Years later, when I learned that mango is full of vitamin C I began to eat and decided to like it.
Now, the humble-looking mango is my favorit source of vitamin C. 🙂
distant clouds
golden meadow
chirping insects
May day cliche
still a masterpiece
For days
The cat’s gone,
The file’s been hacked,
Text message’s been ignored,
A friend dies,
This is the end of her life.
Suddenly
The cat returns,
The file normal,
Text message’s been read,
Friend reports he is in heaven,
Her life goes on as usual.
tonight
she’s susceptible
brooding over
a long forgotten
stupid memory
lilac bloom
outside the window
a hidden bumble bee
Once I was an artist, specializing portrait. This is one of the still life paintings i did on the side. Technically it’s not excellent but I like it. In this piece I tried to capture the concept of a stream of life; when old one perishes new one emerges.
Actual painting is better than the photo. When my novel ideas dry out(?) I like to go back to painting, just for pleasure.
April snow storm on the
Iris buds in the garden
Broken stems
Chance to bloom
Byung A. Fallgren 