#korea
In Central Mass, a master named Karen Brown,
With fifty years' fire, wears taekwondo's crown.
From Michigan roots where bullies once loomed,
She kicked into greatness, her confidence bloomed.
Through drills and tough spars, with sticks for the guide,
She claimed countless trophies, her spirit untied.
To Worcester she ventured, teaching with grace,
Her kids black-belt strong, joining the chase.
Two schools she commands, in Shrewsbury and town,
Where students find strength, never backing down.
But the call came from Korea, the art's sacred birth,
To test for eighth dan, proving her worth.
At World Headquarters, forms danced in the air,
Her body screamed weary, but victory was there.
"Scary and grueling," she said with a grin,
Yet lifted by loved ones, she let the win in.
For Korea's our tie, where my wife's kin reside,
Her family's heartbeat, our cultural pride.
This honor from Seoul echoes deep in our soul,
A bridge 'cross the ocean, making us whole.
In taekwondo's homeland, where traditions ignite,
Karen's drive inspires, a beacon so bright.
Nine years till the ninth, she'll prepare with new might,
Our family's Korea connection, pure delight.
Feb 8
Feb 8, 2026 at 10:58 AM UTC
Everyone asleep,
a silent railway carriage --
Daily work is done.
Feb 6
Feb 6, 2026 at 2:43 AM UTC
Where have all the assassins gone,
I'm just asking,
Where have all the hit-men gone,
It wasn't long ago.
Where have all the psychos gone,
Ones like Sirhan Sirhan,
Or a crazy American,
Better still, a red Russian.
Where have all the agencies gone,
I'm just asking,
The MI5, the CIA,
KGB, Mossad;
Where have covert actions gone,
When there's guys like loonie Kim Jong;
A psychopathic American,
A poser with no where to run.
Where have all our heroes gone,
I'm just asking;
Where have all our leaders gone,
Not so long ago.
Where have all our Patriotics gone,
We haven't seen them in so long;
When will we ever learn,
Narcissistic liars can't govern.
Jan 27
Jan 27, 2026 at 11:08 AM UTC
In the fake village
where no one lives, the garbage --
truck comes every week.
Aug 27, 2025
Aug 27, 2025 at 4:12 AM UTC
Back when Tigers smoked and Cranes
played fiddle late in the night,
back when men left the forests
for fear of the Moon Bears’ songs,
back when women were revered
for their surging red moon dance,
I remember less warfare,
more reason to feast and sing,
I recall my beginning
as father took mother’s hand
and bathed her in the river
in the late Korean Spring.
May 9, 2025
May 9, 2025 at 3:21 AM UTC
There once was a woman from Seoul
Who swallowed an octopus whole:
It swam in her belly
With fishes of jelly,
Then plopped in a porcelain bowl.
Mar 15, 2025
Mar 15, 2025 at 11:00 PM UTC
The doctors would always take turns
And Hawkeye would have his concerns
The nurse with hot lips
Was swinging her hips
Enticing the lonely Frank Burns
Jun 21, 2022
Jun 21, 2022 at 10:10 PM UTC
Seoul, 21.34 p.m
In this busy street people comes and goes,
some is going back to their home from a hectic day,
some is going to hang out with their friend,
some is going to recharge their energy with food,
some is going to meet the person they love
and here I am, watching over them from above the hill
rushing to the place they have to go
making thousands of little red-yellow lights from their vehicles
21.37
your city is so pretty,
just like you.
Nov 12, 2018
Nov 12, 2018 at 10:40 AM UTC
People laugh around a plate of moving squid
They are served
abalones as appetizers:
you **** the animal out
and devour him.
Everything here is maritime:
Wheel, ring, buoy, compass, fishnet, gargoyle
I am illiterate for the menu,
but I devour the fish I pined for
Outside in the fish tanks some light is breaking
I see air bubbles rising.
Nov 1, 2018
Nov 1, 2018 at 6:19 AM UTC
~ ❀ ✾ ❀ ~
My heart will bloom like a lotus
under the summer sun
My petals kissed by passion flames
a languid breeze strokes my lips
The mouth to my heart opens from
mud waters as a crown in light
~ ❀ ✾ ❀ ~
Jun 14, 2018
Jun 14, 2018 at 2:33 PM UTC
**** u, I will always love u
even in hell ur love will save
me; god bless u. I want to see
u in heaven where u will be still
more beautiful; impossible, I
want to be w/ u in unimagable
places walking briskly to our
destination in eternity where we
will be ****** blessed, non-
existent all at the same time;
we will be our own mythos like
the Kim dynasty of the DPRK
May 30, 2018
May 30, 2018 at 10:56 AM UTC
A tribute to the inter-Korean summit April 27, 2018
Brothers and Sisters of Joseon
In the spring, our love warms our Souls,
like cherry blossoms floating in the breeze at Panmunjom.
In wintertime, our love is cold — it's holding the island of Yeonpyeong
in pain freezing our toes.
If skies are blue, our love is peaceful — two people shaking
hands in the spring sun.
If thunder rolls in, our love is brave, a refuge from the rain.
When spring cherry blossoms bloom,
Our love is bold, like red petals on the Korean rose.
When autumn leaves fall, our love is silver,
shining bright like, Mount Kumgang.
From New Year's day till Dano, the fifth day of the fifth month of
the year our love will continue to hold hands.
From season to season, may peace continue to bloom,
in the land of Korea.
Copyright © 2018 Ronald J Chapman All Rights Reserved.
Apr 27, 2018
Apr 27, 2018 at 7:20 PM UTC
taking tea to the Korean old lady's
ghost down the hall; swindlers
living in the attic; ur actual karma
is visible & ur dog gets twenty
years loving children & ur
fallen flower petals; robots killing
robots; coming to stay w/ me
in my true heavenly blue light
shining on one girl's day generation
Apr 6, 2018
Apr 6, 2018 at 5:08 AM UTC
In South Korea a bathing beauty
to them is what an angel is to us;
In the North freedom is a crime
Mar 24, 2018
Mar 24, 2018 at 4:42 PM UTC
Korean girls are mostly lovelies
b/c Korean society demands it;
it's culturally expected
they be good-looking
w/ make-up or surgery; 5000
years of society descended from
the prince of heaven Hwanung
who brought his entourage
down from the light; in the desire
to see the sea through rainy eyes;
turning the mountains blue w/
his sandalwood scented tears
filling the valley fragrant fruit
falling from the trees;
the tiger & bear his first devotees
Feb 13, 2018
Feb 13, 2018 at 10:54 AM UTC
I had an ********
Not because I'm some sick **** who gets off on girls crying
but instead, because I got to hold her in my arms one last time
I found it odd
that she was taking comfort from her insanity by confiding in the very person who had caused it
as if she were finding solace in the arms of her problem
and as the apocalyptic rain outside locked us in that car like a coffin I would have gladly been buried in
I remarked to myself that her smell reminded me of cherry blossom trees.
A tree that I don't think I've even even seen in real life,
much less smelled before.
When I was in Korea I wrote her an e-mail
It said something like
"Hey, I don't know if you care anymore but you were right all along and I'm just now realizing that"
I never sent it
but I didn't delete it either and so for days afterward it haunted me
My e-mail drafts folder screaming out the number "1".
After we were finished but before the dust had settled we spoke a lot about regret and she said things like
"I'm glad we tried but we both knew it would end up like this."
Well I sure as **** didn't. Why the hell do you think I tried in the first place.
I think it became very important to her not to be one of my regrets.
Which makes sense, right? No one wants to be a regret
and so I resolved that if she ever asked me if I regretted her, if I regretted us I would instead ask her a question in response.
I would ask her if I helped her in any way.
If I helped her take control of her nerves
If I helped her get a hold of her anxiety
much like a sexually frustrated boy holding onto a crying girl during a rainstorm
And if she answered yes to my question,
If she said "Yes, Mike you did help me."
Then I would answer her question about regret by saying no
I don't need to worry about that though.
I don't need to worry about her asking me anything
because since I've been back from Korea, she's said exactly three words to me.
They were said at a party of a mutual friend of ours about six months since we had last spoken.
The words were "Can you twerk?"
And if we take our imaginary camera now and shift it out of that house
down the street
to a new street
to a new city
to my street
to my house
to my room
to my laptop
to my e-mail drafts folder
it still screams out the number "1"
And as we stood in the circle of our mutual friends and poked fun at a ridiculous dance craze
something cut through the haze of alcohol that hung in the air in order to penetrate my nostril
and for a brief instant
I was reminded of a tree that I don't think I've even seen in real life
much less smelled before.
Jan 28, 2018
Jan 28, 2018 at 2:26 PM UTC
HAWAII BALLISTIC MISSILE SYSTEM AN ALARM
WAS MISTAKENLY SENT OUT
COME ON GUYS WHAT A MISTAKE
WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT
WITH THE TENSION IN NORTH KOREA
A MISTAKE LIKE THIS IS WRONG
KIM JONG UN IS NOW LAUGHING BECAUSE
YOU ARE PLAYING HIS FAVOURITE SONG
DONALD TRUMP AND ROCKET MAN
DON'T NEED ANYMORE TENSION
WHEN YOU ARE DEALING WITH NUCLEAR WEAPONS
STUPIDITY LIKE THIS I HAVE TO MENTION
Jan 13, 2018
Jan 13, 2018 at 7:17 PM UTC
...I want our nation to be the most beautiful in the world. By this I do not mean the most powerful nation. Because I have felt the pain of being invaded by another nation I do not want my nation to invade others. It is sufficient that our wealth makes our lives abundant; it is sufficient that our strength is able to prevent foreign invasions. The only thing that I desire in infinite quantity is the power of a noble culture. This is because the power of culture both makes ourselves happy and gives happiness to others.
Jan 6, 2018
Jan 6, 2018 at 10:06 PM UTC
Mishima, Plath, Arbus & Teasdale
are the sacred four of invincible silence,
alone as Isadora danced
& Martha made it w/ Noguchi
& he built sets for her all-American dance,
lifting her legs showing off her hairy ****
I love the smell of poets’ cooch
& he-man values that overthrow
the stale shoes of grandfathers
and mothers the world over
& when we arrive on the Korean Peninsula
we shall once again call it Joseon---
Don’t torture our kpop stars---
(ironically called idols but treated like slaves)
The women we love
have had extensive cosmetic surgery
To make them beautiful
& worthy of near-religious devotion---
Suicide is a viable option
when ur depressed & in the limelight;
Where do u go after dark,
to some smoky ***** den---
It’s been days, months, years since I saw u last----
after the sinking of the Sewol
that destroyed an entire generation
of innocent lives---
Come home to me where I will love u
like a newborn puppy & make hot cocoa for u
In winter & ice-cold lemonade in summer---
It’s been months since I saw u last
& we showered together
washing away our sins to be reborn as angels
after our mutual suicide---
Dec 22, 2017
Dec 22, 2017 at 5:08 PM UTC
AUSTRALIA SUPPORTS AMERICA IN
OUR LONG RUNNING PACT
NORTH KOREA HAS NOW STATED
THIS IS A SUICIDE ACT
NOW AUSTRALIA IS IN THE MIND
OF THE NORTH KOREAN FURY
WILL OUR PACT WITH AMERICA
BE OUR JUDGE AND OUR JURY
WILL KIM JONG-UN RELEASE HIS MISSILES
AND HAVE AUSTRALIA IN HIS SIGHT
LETS HOPE OUR PACT WITH AMERICA
WILL SHOW HIM OUR MIGHT
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Oct 14, 2017
Oct 14, 2017 at 8:14 PM UTC
TRUMP ROCKET MAN
CLINTON FAILED
TRUMP WONT
HE WILL BE NAILED
TRUMP ROCKET MAN
BUSH FAILED
TRUMP WONT
HE WILL BE NAILED
TRUMP ROCKET MAN
OBAMA FAILED
TRUMP WONT
HE WILL BE NAILED
TRUMP WONT FAIL
WITH ROCKET MAN
TRUMP WONT FAIL
HARD AS HE CAN
ROCKET MAN
FLY IN THE SKY
ROCKET MAN
CLAP AS YOU PASS BY
ROCKET MAN
ELTON IS PROUD
ROCKET MAN
CHEER OUT LOUD
ROCKET MAN
DON'T GIVE UP
ROCKET MAN
DON'T TAKE THE CRAP
ROCKET MAN
FLYING HIGH
ROCKET MAN
UP IN THE SKY
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Oct 1, 2017
Oct 1, 2017 at 7:11 PM UTC
A orange tufted dotard and a tubby rocket man
got into a ******* match and said: “The world be dammed!”
One spoke of fire and fury while the other threatened Guam.
The World looked on in disbelief-“Who gave these morons bombs?”
Enter Dennis Rodman, a baller of renown,
His hair dyed blonde, his body inked, dressed in a wedding gown.
“Hold on there! Mister President. Don’t press the button yet!”
“Don’t give your naïve voters yet more reason for regret.”
So Dennis traveled to the East to see the Hermit King.
They drank in Karaoke bars; he heard the dread Lord Sing.
They Joked about “The Interview” They compared tattoos.
They ate Korean barbecue and listened to “The View”
Kim had so much fun with him all bombing was delayed
They went out for a quick massage and afterwards got laid.
The seventh fleet remained offshore with no invasion plans.
“A bullet was avoided. Dennis Rodman is the Man!”
Sep 27, 2017
Sep 27, 2017 at 6:28 PM UTC
THE INEXPERIENCE OF PRESIDENT TRUMP
COULD TWEET US INTO WAR
THIS IS WHAT NORTH KOREA SAID
BECAUSE OF WHAT THEY SAW
THERE IS A VERY HIGH CHANCE
THESE TWO LEADERS COULD CLASH
BRINGING A NUCLEAR WAR UPON US
BETTER SOCK AWAY YOUR CASH
ONE MISTAKE AND OUR WORLD WILL END
BECAUSE OF THESE TWO EGOS
LETS GROW UP GUYS AND CHAT
FOR YOUR NOT THE THREE AMIGOS
MUST KNOW THE MOVIE
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Sep 26, 2017
Sep 26, 2017 at 10:45 PM UTC