come, stay and let's talk. it's a good day to be alive
I did live today to my full potential
thanks to that, I remembered our days
days where we walked slowly together
talking about our dreams
and occasional dance we did together
in a warm haven of ours
oblivious to the world outside
smooth, soft, and slow
and when our eyes were open
crystal clear sun rays would tickle
world slowly awaken and reborn
오늘 하루 열심히 살았어요
덕분에 그대와의 좋은 기억이 났어요
세상이 어떻게 돌아가던
우리만의 아늑함 속에
느리게 추던 춤이 생각나요
10.16.2022
I don’t know what it is I am feeling now
it feels as though my chest is hollow
sinking deeper into the eath
waves of regrets awash me
inevitability and inescapability weighs on me
horn blows, the final call of the day.
I hesitate a little, wondering if I should leave.
it appears there’s nothing holding me here
then I glimpse at the child, one I used to know
there was something, like a saying or promise
but I can’t seem to remember.
I wonder what it is. I wonder if it still matters.
a little longer, if I am free to do so.
just a bit longer, if I may.
10.9.2022
at night, in my front porch,
I close my eyes
and stare up at the sky
and try to recall all the night skies
I have seen through my journey
I listen and gently reach for the memory
when I open my eyes
I realize
there’s glow in my heart
stars of precious moments
wishing me well as I take step forward
10.4.2022
I told myself I will remember you
but I wonder if you do the same
I wonder if our lives were a little different
If we had chosen a path for a safe road
whether we would have lived a different life
but perhaps we are living a life of “what if”
this very second could be one
we would have really wanted to have lived.
to have seen wonders in life,
and to have risked it all in an ephemeral moment
telling ourselves that nothing will change:
I have no regrets.
although the memory is fading away
regardless of how hard I hold on to it
I have no regrets.
I just wished I could hold onto this a little longer.
9.10.2022
it was a good day to have a talk.
the wind blew like blue ocean waves
sweeping across green tree bushes,
scattering golden light through its paths.
air was clear, sky was spotlessly sweet blue,
river was filled with fish swimming serenely.
perhaps a perfect peace, a piece of heaven abound.
walking on this path with you
perhaps this will be one of the most memorable moment
one that I’ll cherish for a long time from now.
6.7.2022
like a delay before a good sneeze,
you know it is coming, until it’s in front of your nose;
and then, bam!
the deadline is here.
everything must change, the lights, the shapes,
the forms, the texture, the air, the color,
the warmth, the coolness, the wetness,
the hardness, the mythic enchantedness,
everything, everything must change;
and along with it, part of you must go too!
be careful; otherwise you might lose something precious.
witness.
remember.
then move on.
5.22.2022
I was sitting on a wooden chair
next to a wide balcony window
through which sunlight like
golden desert sand beamed softly
basking in the light I read a book
and across the table was my mom
reading her book in silence
I don’t know why
but it was the warmest moment.
5.2.2022
I almost died first time I rode ski
tired of baby blue diamond tracks
I jumped hoops into black diamond
perhaps my youthful pride veiled steepness
soon I’d learn alacrity turned despair
as speed picked up, and tears shed from eyes
because of speed or the fear I did not know
as others watched me forlornly
I realized this pair of ski were without mercy
it would not spare a chance to stop,
the luxury of all crawling things.
thankfully, I pocketed into a parking lot
with trembling hands, I pulled out
loose cigarettes (I was still smoking then)
and puffed a few white clouds of relief
which stopped the shaking of hands
and I returned to the baby blue diamonds
with a fairly good amount of relief
5.1.2022
it was late at night in a quiet parking lot
near a hotel where friends cheered victories
Walking into the dark to cool my head a little
the coldness of night sobered my head
or rather soaked my head in a strange thing
I walked a tight yellow rope between
falling in a deathly cold pit of loneliness
or falling head over hills into the unknown
When I opened my eyes again
as gracious morning sun shown upon me
as piercing pain squeezed my head
I knew what I had to do.
I took the step into the unknown.
4.28.2022
it was under the hot scorching summer sun
I rowed my kayak through the middle of river
wide as suburban shopping mall
although I couldn’t tell whether it flowed
I rowed and rowed, belching out youthful songs
river kept revealing more and more of itself
until I reached the mouth of a city
and dragged out my kayak into concrete
I remember the river that gave itself to me
4.28.2022
Ralph with Coffee 
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