Okinawa Poems

Okinawa War thoughts these dark moods follow me as I tour Okinawa where the last battles of world war 11 were fought thousands died in the first and last outpost of the American East Asian Empire  Okinawa Beckons me Okinawa Japan kept calling to me in a dream notifying me always in the background where my memories always waiting for me Beckons me everywhere I go cosmic reflections of past lives never seen before seems lost in time maybe just the spirits of the dead everywhere I see ghosts  Okinawa Street Scene Walking the streets of Fabled Naha Okinawa a life time dream someday I would visit I am surrounded by ghosts of the past and Japanese beauties all around me tempting me with their sweet smiles Impure thoughts fill my head as they smile at me and I smile at them No wonder so many Soldiers brought back Japanese wives  Japanese Coffee Barista watching the Japanese coffee barista preparing my snarling cup of hot boss coffee fills my heart with erotic joy how I wanted to express what was on my mind right then to the Japanese coffee barista  Ghosts of Okinawa add to Ghosts Poems - post as separate poems Ghosts of Okinawa Touring the battlefields of Okinawa where so many young men gave up their life so many years ago I see the ghosts all around me feel their spirits floating through the air Kilroy was here there and everywhere whoever that was and John Dean wannabes and Elvis wannabes and so many other wannabes and I see the ghosts of the fallen heroes all around me