Thought for the Spring day -10 poems __________________ Fastidiousness Dead mans body is loitering around my hot life adaptability. The messenger smile not proper. The continued zone of sin and virtue is my lifes D. M. Z. To find out the dust of crime I concentrate a microscope to my heart. One, two, three, four, five....... Find and find again. It seems happy like to climb t he mountain of himalaya manaslu Never is not again never is ever Negation is not negate is truth Negation is approval * D.M.Z : Demilitarization zone Tung so and Ga ya gum I call you, You call me, To be the crane and dance. That sound was born, Waiting for thousand years, Bamboo wind come out, Wave and wind, Thunder struck from the sky. Rock round and round Tremble the mountain, The crane enclose the tranquility on his wing. I am a ga ya gum, you are tung so. If you call me, I will be your servant for you. you would be a crane for me *Tung so : Korea traditional musical instrument which was made by bamboo * Gayagum : Korea traditional musical instrument which has twelve string line on the frame. Some Reason I am not Staying in the Empty house, It is not that I like solidarity. The wind bring the blue sky, The reason why it close my door, Cutting off my conscious. Like a bird in the cage, I would like to drink the tea, which was pulled with clear vision. Step Stone Stand whom ever in front of me. I willingly bend my back for you, Three hundred sixty days, Rise up, Rise up. Moving ladder hung up to the sky Rise up, Rise up. The people who live in the city And shown through the willow bough They are winter trees. Stand whoever in front of me. I will bent my obey wrist, I will curve like a bough of willow. Whoever do not know your own direction, Please, Stand in front of me. I will be your pure servant, Trod me and rise up. Night is Always Heavy No wind day, Clear sky, Why does this night so heavy? A kid take a ballon, Go in to the dark narrow village road. I smile and laugh Like the dried soil after draught An owl like myth Was staffed, which is in the Childrens science exhibition center And horned my two ear can hear nearly the wind, Moving the tree leaf. Emergency electronic power stopped The candle light tremble only in the room. The Willow Dessin Like your drooping bough, Heavy and heavy. Your body is hot, Not arranged your hair Lost the sound. It is always do so after raining day. Like a lawbreaker who want forgiveness. So, often One or two leaf Drops one by one, And does not move, Like a no fishing sign. At sun shine bright day, Do you confess your self? Do you pray for one hundred days? I guess The wind would blow again We dont know the direction but It is blow again. Rain Drop They are now talking each other. As if you know only, A person who in consciousness Know only, They say something that We can not understand the meaning The meaning of the drops at sound, Which one hundred man can not understand, And thousand person can not understand. We can not solve the meaning of sound We dazzle about it in heart ache. They used to fly toward the empty sky, Come back to their position again In rainy day, They are talking themselves only. I lost It The seashore was dark, The wind is coming. They drop away their dusty, They point their finger to the sky. How pure the confession was. As a weak mind, I can treat my life easily, As a obedience mind, Deciding something was always difficult. It is the blighting sand in the seashore, Which was scattered and moved away. The seabird was crying. Lets take off the cloth, as a naked body, As an ancient grand father had done it. Lets do it with a big smile and big terror. Lets see, lets look up. Cold wind of river was rising off From the sand. I was looking for my tag Which was lost Like the river, A peace of my fresh, May be sinking to the bottom of the sea. I wonder, But I, Where did I put my fin? Whom did I place it? Leaf So many leaves is on the bough of tree. It is blue leaves. Leaves trembled suddenly over and down, Front and back, It tremble. This is so small moving. Leaf beside leaf, leaf behind leaf, Endless connect each other, Receive the sun shine one by one. Blue leaves smile. leaf and leaf between them, The sky is blue and open. The light is reflected on the leaf Straight to the heaven The light have put off the bark of tree. One bark, two bark. Leaves stop to move, Keep silence, Looking at the mystery of nature. As soon as the light reach ar the bark of bough, which close their mouth. They stand their one self, Weather they know or not, The mystery which is closed like seed. They stand their oneself only. If it Rain It is rain. It rains from the sky zu ruk zu ruk. Whenever it rains like this, Lets stop the business, And lets take a cup of coffee. Lets hear ancient story, Which is carried by the drop of rain. When the rain is strong, We think our native land, Sit beside us. Avoiding rain we set under the grass house, There was a big tree which was stroked by the thunder. Whenever we close our eye We know that the world is clear. If it rains, Lets be child, take away our tools, Lets count the drop of rain. How do you do? Dear Ladies and gentlemen of membership Internet Web site-FACE BOOK I am a korean poet and artist seok hyeon kim Literature doctor. Nows a days, I am introducing the way of creative writing poems in the Internet Web site, face book, I think there are a lot of students and gentlemen, They want to learn korean language and Letter-Han Gool, What the reason is, Why korea has been developed and achieved their industry and democracy so rapidly. So I think who want to study korean laguage and Letter-Han Gool and want to be a poet, My thesis of creating poems should be the lamplight, lighthouse or bridge for them. Dear Ladies and gentlemen of membership Internet Web site-FACE BOOK Would you check my home page of face book address below? Then most of you could understand my message. When I study English, first step, I watch the TV, CNN so often, Even if I can not understand the information, The understanding of news is not matter for me, My custom of hearing and seeing TV CNN help my advance, day by day. Now a days I watch CNN from time to time. I hope and believe that My open lecture material should make the lamplight, lighthouse or bridge for all of you. Poetry have a power, Which could purify our mind. Let’s go together, Creating the paradise and myth in the world My Two homepage addresses of face book and another my web site address are like this. 1. https://facebook/purondol 2. https://facebook/#!/profile.php?id=100001209989042 3.home page : kimsukh.kll.co.kr This is my internet home page, You can read my profile, E book, etc 4. My cafe: cafe.naver/poetksh/ 5. E mail : purondol@naver 6. hand phone : 010 3011 4831 7. Poet S.H Kim BLOG: blog.naver/purondol Thank you very much. Poet and Artist S . H-Kim Literature doctor
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