I haven't been able to remember a dream about Korea in a while. However, this one came back with a vengeance.

Walking along the streets in Seoul Korea.
Not sure where. Maybe Itaewon because of all the young women I saw shopping and wearing black hip-hop caps.
If this wasn't odd enough. They were all wearing the exact same clothes.
As it turns out. I had woken up sitting on the sidewalk and stood up. I looked around and saw shops. All of the woman walking past me were wearing hanbok (traditional Korean clothes) with a white blouse and pink skirt with pink and white roses in the middle of the blouse. They all had black caps that did not let me see their faces. The caps all had the word  'Boys' printed on them. As the woman walked past me, they would point their finger at me and laugh and say something that I did not understand.
I looked down to see If I was dressed or not. I was dressed in a suit and tie. I guess I thought I was naked.

The next thing I know. I'm being dragged inside a shop by two elderly women. One who looked like my mother and the other looked like my grandmother. Both are no longer with us.  Yelling at me in the Korean language and pointing to a table with a hanbok outfit on it. There was an ocean blue shirt, purple pants, and slippers with a black robe.
They keep yelling at me and then start trying to undress me. The next thing I know. I'm wearing the hanbok outfit.

The two woman then show me to the door bowing, crying and saying
Congratulations on your marriage.

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In this vision though time,
My journey to the past begins,
Beneath the surface of ourselves, my soul rises.

Inside the dream my spirit whispers longing for the past,
In the dream though time the waves cry,
Amongst the shadows of desire.

Sailing on a clipper ship,
Fishing on my trip,
In the midday heat of a tropical sun.

The daily death and birth of the tropical sun.

The sleepy afternoon sun sinks into the Western waves,
The skies on fire with a setting sun,
Blackness of night has come.

Candlelight casts shadows over an ocean of mystery.

Seeing a glow in the sky before sunrise,
A yellow sun skimmed the blue horizon,
The strong morning sun shines on my face.

Sharks endure!
Gulls wave!
Winds blow!

Where is the old reef?
Courage is a warm shore!

Why does the captain wave?
Oh! Island girls wave!

In this dream though time.


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On a sunny, warm day,
Under a blue sky, with,
White puffy clouds on the horizon,
On a seaside beach,

Sitting alone, thinking of what life will bring.

I glimpsed an Angel,
Dressed in white.

Her wings spread wide, like she just arrived.

So mystifying she is,
Walking through the ocean mist.

She appears in front of me,
She lifts me up,
How can I feel trust for someone I do not know?
She says, “Hello my friend.  Do you remember me from long ago? Please walk with me.”

"Tell me how has your life been?"
"Tell me of your happy times,"
"Tell me your sad times,"
"Tell me of your lonely times,"

We walked and talked for hours.
Then she said, “Don't ever feel lonely. I will always be here to lift you up. Just remember me.”

I turn to give her a hug and say thank you.
Where did you go?
She has vanished into thin air,
Have I been talking to myself?

A strong ocean breeze pushes my head down,
Then, I see two sets of footsteps in the sand.

Yes, I remember you from so long ago my Angel...


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When it is springtime, I open my windows wide.
The smells of flowers and cut grass are such a delight,
When, they come inside.

What does Spring smell like?

It smells like;
forsythia bushes,
daffodils, crocus, tulips,
cherry blossoms and cut dandelions.

What does Spring smell like?

Spring smells like;
The wonderful smells of;
laundry drying on the clothes lines,
rain,
fresh breezes,
and dirt.

All the smells of springtime,
are all so excellent, fresh, new and
such a delight!

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I wake to the blue morning sky,
I see Angel wings in flight,

With a grace she gently wanders,
As if searching for something or someone,

She cries out!
Where are you my love?

I'm here my Angel.
Why can't you see me?

Please don't fly away my Angel.
I need you so very much.

My Angel, you take away my pain and give me joy,

I'm here my Angel.
Why can't you see me?

She turns and looks at me.
And says, “I'm here my Angel. Come fly away with me.”


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If I should Disappear,
Look far to the East.
You will see my spirit,
From a wondrous place.

A house full of glowing lights.
A place of delicious food.
The place where the young party!

All I see are green bottles of Soju.

Reality is a staircase leading nowhere.
Life, full of problems, is hard!
I work every day.
Korea is so far away!
My soul on fire and everlasting pain!
Korea someday!
Even if my ashes on a jet plane.

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Sa-rang had always loved Seoul. Her dreams with crowds, around the Han River day and night. It was a place where she felt delighted and safe.
She was a popular, courageous, soju drinker with charming dark eyes and beautiful pink lips. Her friends saw her as a lovely, quiet hero. Once, she even gave a cup of milk to a lost kitten. That's the sort of woman she was.
Sa-rang walked over to the window and reflected on the colorful lights of her surroundings. The moon shined like a spotlight searching for someone.
Then she saw something in the distance. Or rather someone. It was the figure of Ron. He was a daring king from a far off land with blond hair and vast shoulders looking at the water.
Sa-rang gulped. She was not prepared for Ron.
As Sa-rang stepped outside, and Ron came closer, she could see the substantial glint in his blue eyes.
Ron gazed with the affection of 10,000 kittens. He said, in quiet tones, "I love you, and I want love."
Sa-rang looked back, even more surprised and still looking at the enchanted book. "Ron, please stay until the day I die," she replied.
They looked at each other with pleasant smiles. Feelings of love, like two teens, dancing at a very friendly K-POP Concert, which had piano music playing in the background and two admirable young women dancing to the beat.
Sa-rang regarded Ron's blond hair and vast shoulders. "I feel the same way!" revealed Sa-rang with a delighted grin.
Ron looked nervous, his emotions blushing like a red rose he wished he had.
Then Ron came inside for a nice drink of soju.

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A dream is a sunny Korean Green Day.
Enduring loves, like a firm hand.
Singles like soju.
Where is the intense girl?
Crying tears quietly alone!

Drowning sorrows
With little green bottles,
Never love a tear.
Kiss seldom like a cold holiday.
The small girl nowhere views the drunk in the mirror.

Couples walk tender romantic, holding hands.
Adoring green clothes,
Trees rise.
Nature kisses like a boundless delicious boy.
Trees are eagerly awaiting a firm stunning, pure love!

The eager mountain patiently desires the girl and boy.
Kiss calmly like an enduring, unwavering blissful wind.
Couples fall roughly like a hot misty Korean day.
Ooh, love!

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Angels of heaven sing and dance in this place!

Here, beautiful and bright sister sun herself,
Seen between roses and cherry blossoms,
Has a brother moon.

Sister and brother shine day and night.

Rivers, streams, Flow through hills and mountains,
What a calming place.

Blue eyed angels run through fields Of beautiful aster and daisies.
Green grass sweet apple trees.

Magpies fly so high in a bright blue sky, Like guardian Angels.

Here is a dream, a fairy-tail, maybe a fantasy.
Can this be real?

I'm in a happy place.


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I'm thinking about you right now;

Are you feeling well?
Are you smiling?
Are you laughing?

I'm thinking about you right now;

Are you sad?
Are you crying?
Are you lonely?

On this sleepless night,
I'm thinking of you,

My heart misses you,

I was thinking today,
When I reached out my hand, you are not there,
To catch me, when I fall,

My heart misses you,
Each and every day.

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Love that can fill us up make us whole and give us happiness.
Does not mean saying, "I love you." Do
Not mistake the feelings, of imitation love for true love.

Always remember. True love does not
Mean having money, anger, ***, alcohol, violence, power, approval from others.
Saying, "I love you." Does not always mean love is true.

I want the love in my heart to be always true.
Love true with
You means. Giving to you all of my heart and soul unconditionally.

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I have waited for you love two thousand years. I
Vow to continue to seek,
To the end of time for you love. I will
Live everyday for the both of us and continue to look,
For the heart and soul of the love, I see in my dreams.
You must be in the world of today love!

Please be here in the same time and place love!
Wait for me love.
For I will continue to search for you as you search for
Me in the world of today.

In this world of today. I wish that,
The fates will allow us to find love. If fate says no.Than in the
Next thousand years of
Life if so.


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I am so old, As old as the Eastern sea,

My second Home Daehan Min-guk...You are
so far away in years and miles.

I try and try to learn to speak my ancestor's
tongue. I fail to hear you say, please come to me!

Why can't I just travel to meet my home,
Of my past. Where I belong!

Why was I cursed to be born?
In the wrong place and time.

I am so old, As old as the Eastern sea,

My broken heart
Is stopping me from
Holding you in my arms,

From touching you
From kissing you.

I am so old, As old as the Eastern sea,

My Korea!

Should I just die,
and hope!
My next life will bring me back home,
Back into your arms where I belong,

I miss you so much!
I would rather be a poor farmer,
In the land of Dae Han Min-guk....
Then a lonely old man in
Living in this land far to the West...

I dream of you every night,
I love you Korea...

Should I just take a chance
of flying to my home of my past.

Will it be worth being buried
at Yanghwajin,

Just, to see,
the face of my Seoul?

I am so old, as old as the Eastern sea,
My love Korea...

What should I do?

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S is for a lovely Smile; your smile lights up Korea even today,
E is for Extraordinary, a role model that built the "Star-Gazing Tower," Cheomseongdae,
O is for Open-hearted, helped the poor and hungry,
N is for Noble, loved your people,
D is for Dreams, your dream of white frogs,
E is for Enchanting, Your ability to predict things to come,
O is for Observant, watching over and protecting your people,
K is for Korea, The land that will remember you until the end of time,

S is for Smart, incredible intelligence,
A is for Admirable; you are still respected thousands of years after leaving this world,
R is for Reassuring, Never give up. Fighting!
A is for Amazing, Your ability to see the future,
N is for Noble, a loving Queen,
G is for Glamorous, A beauty standing before us,
H is for Heroic, loving your people more than yourself,
A is for Addictive, we still remember you after all the centuries have passed,
M is for Memories, “Star GazingTower” still stands today,
N is for Noble Queen, Your dreams and sacrifices  protected the Kingdom of Silla,
I is for Important, a blessing to Silla and today's Korea,
D is for Dear; You are still loved, by your people and peoples of the world today,
A is for Analytical, You always thought deeply before acting,

Queen “Seondeok!” You are loved and admired by all the world today.



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Can you imagine,
watching a beautiful seaside sunset?
The sky looks on fire.
Burning reds, bright oranges hot as the yellow sun and yet the outer edges of the blazing sky have begun to cool and turn dark blue and gray as night falls.

Almost everyone has gone,
I hear the waves, smell the scent of the salt water and feel the caress of the cool breeze upon my face.
The warm sand hugs my feet and warms my soul.  
Day's end becomes tranquil. It's sad. It's quiet. It's happy. It's peaceful.

As night falls I see two friends walking along waters edge holding hands;
Wondering, what to do next?

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A dream has come true today.

Dressed in white, with a blue scarf,
Everything seems just cool as can be,
Looking so sweet to see.

An Angel sits on a tall chair, In front of a microphone.

Glass walls have ears, and there are no hands on the clock.

Happy as can be.
The Angel sings with a;
soulful, beautiful, sweet, pure, powerful, strong, pure, upbeat, lush, charismatic, different,  appealing...
Voice.

To children.
From out of the book of Worship
She sings of love, hope and friendship,

On this dreamy day.

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On the morning of a warm June day,
Quite by accident.

Feelings of fascination and intrigue
came over me.

I looked and did see,
beautiful pink roses in front of me.

The more I looked, the more I learned
The more I wanted to know.

I looked and did see a white tiger,
Walking past me.

The more I looked, the more I learned
The more I wanted to know.
Because the more I knew, the more I liked this
place where tigers roam among roses.

I looked and did see my future,
In this fascinating place.

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I felt I was in a magical
place when I heard her voice?

I was so absorbed in her song,
It made a connection between us.

All talking and laughter had ceased,
There was no one else but her and me.

I found myself looking at her;
The more I looked,
The more I listened.

No matter how hard I tried,
I could not turn away,

Because, I did not want to miss a thing.

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The Juju-do endures like a dreamy beer,
Never hate a Jespi,
Seas endure like big beaches Loveland,
Love is a cool breeze.

Never pull a haenyo divers  fishing net,
The small girls roughly commands the sea,
The haenyo divers  Mermaids endures like a warm ship,
Desolation, life, and endurance!

Clouds wave!
Why does the highest mountain hide?
Where are the lively grandfather stones?

Adventure, faith, and love,
Unreal, sunny and chocolate candy too.

All mainlands fight rough, misty winds,
Dreamy shore roughly loves the sun.

Adventure, courage, and life!

Jeju Pony 'Hidden Treasure.”

Sails fall like lively Olle walking trails.
Travel roughly like an island reef,
The sunny ship calmly views the trails.
Sunrise from a volcanic crater.

Sunny fields of barley.

The sun waves goodnight, like a sunny gull,
Sun falls!

Courage, dreams and faith,
Oh! The wonders I have seen!
Jeju-do

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She wore a red cap,
Thinkin 'bout her again,
That's just another ****** trap!

Like a fool, I let the ghost walk through me everyday,

The ghost steals my food,
The ghost steals my bed,
The ghost is trapped in my head!

This ghost plays with my heart likes it's a toy,
She drops the red cap on the floor,
She vanishes out my door!

Remember the ghost,
She haunts me day and night!


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sleeping mellowly
proudly, imprisonment squirms
sleepily, prey squirms


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In my eighty second year of life,
On this wondrous blue planet Earth,
I lie here in my hospital room bed,
Waiting for life to end in dread.
With my minister, family and friends,
Surrounding me with love, on this day of dread.
To see me off on my journey,
To the golden gates above.
As I look around this dreaded room.
I see a familiar face in this scary, sad place!
With an amazing smile,
And a dazzling glow around her face.
This familiar figure and face,
Walks to my bed side space,
She takes my hand,
I get up to stand,
I felt this must be my angel Grace.
Don't worry she softly whispers.
Look to the future, not the past.
We're going on a wondrous journey.
We fly up through the ceiling,
Into a beautiful sunlit blue sky.
Though the clouds, into space, We fly...
On past Mars, Jupiter and Saturn.
We move into the darkness of deep space,
At a faster pace,
Then fly towards a very bright star.
Brighter than anything I've ever seen!
We then pass into this wonderful warm, soothing light.
This must be the doorway to heaven. I exclaim!
Even then, I begin to see glimpses of a.,
Wondrous blue world at the end of this warming light.
We fly toward this wondrous blue and white world.
My angel Grace and I begin to fly down,

Though cloudless blue skies, at a slower pace.

Into a room with many angels dressed in blue and white,
Surrounding a beautiful figure and face lying,
On the bed. With one angel yelling, “Push dear Push!.”
My angel Grace then says, “Your new wondrous adventure of life is about to begin.”
Then my angel Grace releases my hand,
And says, “Always remember to look toward the future and forget
the past.”
My Wondrous Journey never ends...

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You exist only in my dreams;

You surprised me last night,
As the morning came,
You quietly disappeared without a word,
Leaving behind;
My memories,
My thoughts of you,

You only live;
In my dreams,
In my heart,
And in my memories,

You only exist,
Deep in my dreams,

Still, I remember,
We walked side by side
Together, in the ancient city of Seoul;
A city so far away from here,
So very long ago,

It only took;
One look,
One smile,
One wink,
For our souls to touch,
And say, “You are very precious to me.”  

Although, you only live;
Deep in my dreams,
In my heart,
And in my memories,

My beautiful Korean princess,
I write these,
Poems for you,

Why do we only meet in dreams?
Are we destined,
To meet in this world some day?

Although, you only live;
In my dreams,
In my heart,
And in my memories,
My beautiful Korean princess,
I write these poems for you,

Still, you only live;
In my dreams,
In my heart and,
In my memories,

Why do we only,
Meet in dreams,
Of the past?

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I am always asked,

“How can I love and write about a place that I have never been to,
Korea?”

Crazy, I know!

I like the romantic answer.
I lived and suffered in this place called Korea in a past life.
Or I will be born Korean in a hundred years.

In any case. This place called Korea,
Will always be in my dreams...

“Have you ever been lucky enough to figure out where your dreams come from? I have. I've written many poems about a place that I have only been to in my dreams.  This beautiful place is called Korea.”
- Ronald J Chapman

“I'm in love with cities I've never been to and people I've never met.”
- John Green, “Paper Towns”

“Is it possible to miss a place you've never been? To mourn a time you never lived?”
- Jack Harper, “Oblivion”


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Your gentle and warm feelings,
Have swollen my heart,
with love,

My swollen heart,
is about to burst with happiness,

Bursting tears of love;
I hope these tears will gently bless you,
I will always love you,

Your gentle and warm feelings,
Have swollen my heart,
with love,

I don't want to leave you,
I don't want to forget you,

I love you so very much;

I love you!
I love you!
I love you!

My forever love.

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