Best Korean Poems
Published by Poetry Explosion of PA
In Loving Memory of my Dad, Peter J. Mariotti
He left this world on May 9, 2011. I miss him so.
50 Years-Korean War
Dad, you were one of the foot soldiers,
When the Korean War began,
You were among the many to fight
In this foreign land,
You went bravely into battle,
Because our country told you to go,
You didn’t ask any questions
You just went to fight the foe,
North Korea was Communist,
South Korea was not,
The country had been split
After World War II,
Now American boys were fighting
On Korean soil,
The South Koreans needed help from
The Red, White and Blue
Dad, you were a hero,
You served our country well,
Now after 50 years
You finally were able to tell,
The story of your war
And the misery you saw,
The Korean War had been forgotten
But now at long last,
It will be remembered,
As an important part of our past.
Love always
Celine Rose Mariotti
See this not as a flattery
Thou, we both know that
We met, only, yesterday
But truth is I am missing
You, every night and day
You and only you
I think of no other, as
I spell out
These words of mine
My arts, from the heart
You told me
To gaze the stars
Whilst I begged you
To ask the birds
How to fly
I remember that night
It’s something, I’ll not forget
The scent of a Korean tea
Brewed, delicately, with love
To sanctify me
It was already two a. m. when I
Walked home, from your place
Guided by the sleepy moon
I found out, we passionately speak
Nature’s own language
What am I to say to you dear sweet Jim
You have chased me away and now I am gone
But what about you broken by your promises
To me it's a sad old song, you've been gone for way to long
I doubt you knew, fondly whispered memories- same old song
For me there is and will be nothing left to do
You could never now complete the man I knew
The words were clear I was left in the shadows now with out you
Same old memories same old you I cried untill heavens turned blue
I am not ready for challenge I will not play the game
I am still hurt from the memories, hiding from the pain
Embarrassed becasue I am left standing here this way
Alone because of a man whose arms I have held so long
Caught burying worries and facing all the blame
But what about you, forgive yourself and start again
You'll be the same old guy to all of them
SON OF SEOUL
Child presses sweet head to her,
While mother holds fast to him
Man busses forehead, soft lips tight
‘Gainst acorn-colored skin.
From ashes G.I. soldiers rose
To souls of Seoul set free.
Much taller than the rest, one stood
‘Bove war-torched Calvary.
And drifting now to streets of home
And bird-song tones of voice,
Her heart aches for freedom sounds.
Her sentence, Life, was choice.
Hiding loneliness in a treasure chest
Her soldier man won't find,
She forever bleeds for Seoul's sweet spice
to free her captured mind.
This child on her lap had been
Her altar-offering hope
That life could rupture forth again
Through scourge of blood and smoke.
But images of her home dissolve
As Soldier-shell draws in
And presses tight dead lips against
Her acorn-colored skin.
It is a good seen from here
A world borne in magical rays
Express decor, maiden scents
A Korean dream wish.
Limerick : Once a Korean crossed the border
Once a Korean crossed the border
Found his papers were not in order
They checked his knees and genes
Found he ate the same beans
So they stewed him in nuclear cooker.
© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2013
We position the Taepo Dong I
on your friendly city
A press of our little Red button
it will soon be gone,what a pity!!
One arrogant Man has challenged
us with his AXIS OF EVIL brand
We're not allowed to have but one
But his country keeps a million
under their American Sun
DOUBLE STANDARD HYPOCRITE
There is no trust if you hug yours next to it
If "The Rogue Nations" as you say
"Give It Up",will you turn and blow them away?!
We must gamble to ensure the sake of our own survival
Judging us for a questionable sin
WHERE'S YOUR PROOF before our country caves in
Sanctions to starve our children
Hope in living is by selling "THEM" the fuse
You keep a few and more
Close at hand and right next door
If our nation choose to reply
Then you must eliminate your arsenal or many will surely die
That is how trust can be won
Moving and testing our Nuke
We have no choice but to Taunt and spook
Words from the wise
Remember them
before you send yours near our skies
Countries should launch rockets for the exploration of space.
A little Asian nation wants to join the nuclear arms race.
The capital city is known as Pyongyang.
Its leader is a little xenophobic ying yang.
There have been more than sixty years of uneventful peace.
This absurd jerk apparently wants it all to cease.
These events are leaving plenty of people a bit annoyed.
I would like to see the rest of the world before it's destroyed.
From news stories found in various places.
Hang Over Reflections
Last night a Korean friend from Virginia came for a two week visit He brought with him a 30-year Bottle of Ballentine whiskey. Of course, we must drink it and then we must drink some soju
well this morning I woke up with a hangover
And thought about the contributions to world culture that Koreans have made. The perfect Korean hangover cure
And of course, this morning I am in the middle of taking the cure
The cure consists of
Lots of coffee
Liquid Korean hangover medicine from the local convenience store or drug store
Hangjanggu soup
A walk
Spending some time In the sauna soaking and sweating it out
Then Later following Mark Twain sage advice that the only known cure for hangover is to keep drinking. That is the Korean Hangover cure And it works
I had my first hangover at 16 when I was an exchange student for two weeks at a Navaho boarding school. Went out and got rip roaring drunk with the Indians They gave me an Indian name “Ski dish Digest “which means “Crazy friend” And I have now had Almost 45 years’ worth of experience dealing with hangovers a hangover is god’s punishment for drinkers
Today I wrote down the following hangover poem which I will share, and I would love to hear your Hangover stories please post them below and I will share them
Hangover reflections
Hangover Gods Punishment For drinker
A hangover is god’s punishment for drinkers
Nothing more than that God’s way of punishing the drinker
God’s punishment is severe for the sin of overdrinking
Of course, the only known cure for a hangover is to keep drinking
Very much need of a cure today
Every day one has too much to drink
resolve to quit drinking fill one’s head
This North Korean Yo-Yo is threatening disaster
With nuclear destruction, let's send him to pasture
He must be stopped
Whatever the cost
When Yo-Yo's crop up, they're like a cancer
There was a boy
Yes and he loved a girl
Just like the moment
It all was a whirl
He thought her so pretty
Perfect you see
But just like all endings
There’s a story
Was it love at first sight?
Some might do say
But well in the hours
Soon closes day
The moon was rising
And stars did shine
But sleep o sleep
The poor princess whines
So he scooped her up
And took her in tight
Almost together
Every night
A smile a cheer
Till the days seemed shorter
My o my
Did they want them longer
But this is the part
That you must look
It wasn’t this story
That made a book
In a cold December
On a colder day
There was a problem
That came this way
As much as they loved
They knew from the start
There would be a moment
Where they’d have to part
So they laughed they loved
But all is not true
But what really is
Is I’ll always love you
Me loves dem ramen noodles
They's better, better, better
And if I dump them on my head
They'll make my wetness wetter.
Awash in a big sea of blood
Trump's Cash Cow was chewing its cud
Kim Jong-Un laughed,
"Don't be so daft!
You know it was only a dud!"
Galanokir, isang Daigdig ng hiwaga
Kung saan ay walang kalungkutan
Kapighatian at kahirapan
Walang masama, puro kabutihan
Daigdig na walang kakulangan at kalabisan
Lahat ay pantay pantay, sapat para sa lahat
Walang alinlangan, puro kasiguruhan
Walang karamdaman at kadiliman
Malaya ang bawat nilalang, walang sagabal
Lahat ay makakamtan, walang kabiguan
Walang digmaan, walang agawan
Walang kompetisyon, lahat ay tagumpay
Pag-ibig para sa lahat, bawat isa'y may kapareha
Walang magnanakaw at mandaraya
Walang sinungaling, lahat ay matapat
Kaya tayo na sa Daigdig ng Galanokir
Korean Rainy Night of Love
When I first met my love
My Korean bride in 1982.
We would go for long walks
Often ending with dinner.
After a romantic walk
In the rained
Soaked streets.
As we sat down
At the restaurant
Enjoying a dinner date.
We looked at the menu
Under the ruby red lights
Of the pub.
And fell in love
Every moment
Looking at each other.
With love blazing
From our eyes.
Sparks flew from heart to heart.
It was love
At first sight
Forging a deep
Lasting emotional connections.
As we fell deeply
Under each other’s love spell.
The mojo clearly
Working overtime
As Cupid’s arrow struck home.
During the course
Of the magical evening.