Iraq Poems

Tales from Iraq

Some camels have spiders
that assault their riders,
or so come the tales from Iraq.
They’re known to eat horses
in multiple courses
and carry them home on their backs.

They’ll chase down a Humvee
while screaming like banshees,
with armor resistant to flack.
With vertical jumps,
they can launch from both humps
in two-fold arachnid attacks.

I know that it’s tricky
when reading a wiki 
to separate

Fob Echo, Diwaniya Iraq February 2006

FOB Echo Iraq was a forward operation base near the Babylon site in the city of Diwaniya, in fact the US military put security hesco and fencing around the ruins for protection from all of the goons in the region. This was a hot base and the hajis would lob at least 3 salvos of

Our Soldier Son

Our Soldier Son

   2007

      
We sat together in the front row
At airport gate number five
(his father and I),
Watching as he paced
Toward the exiting corridor.
Then at the opening of that 
Passage, he stepped to turn about-face,
Returning his way back to us.

He had brought Iraq along with him — blown,
Thrown

The Devil Within

The Devil Within

I’ve paid nevermind to the world ending, it has ended for me many times, only to begin again each morning.
For behind these once innocent eyes, a true darkness there lies.
Hidden in the absence of light, out of sight, out of mind, it’s here the devil hides.
For truth be told, the devil and I

The Unknown Soldier

Merciless! they died~ blood, bodies on ground,
fired our machine guns with rat a tat sound!
some whimpered and cried calling out loved ones,
it mattered not to us, our hearts were stones!
our soldiers died too in similar vein,
torn asunder by guns, screaming in pain,
we wrapped them in our flags and sent them home,
families shed tears on what

Oldest Museum In Iraq

Oldest museum was built in Iraq
Built by Babylonian princess – fact.
No one knows her name.
She was just a dame.
If she’d been male, they’d have kept track.

The Things Never Said

The Things Never Said
The terror…
The only things ever said about my daddy’s WWII service were that he’d been to New Guinea where he’d ridden on a truck full of soldiers by a river without a name  in which it was oft said he’d lost my mother’s wedding ring like the big thing about his

Arabia, Israel, Iraq, Samaria, Babylon

I
The historical record shows many intimate connections between Arabs, Muslims, Hebrews and Jews, and Babylon. The nation we equate with Israel began as tribes in the deserts of Arabia. Some of them were allies, some opponents, of the Prophet Muhammad (PBUH). However, we know his Uncle-in-law was Jewish via Khadijah, and helped the Prophet reject

I Forgot He Was White

I forgot he was White

 

I met a man on the train

A hundred miles from Tennessee

I studied him meticulously

Hoping he wouldn’t sit next to me

So I judged him Prejudicially

 

He was white, about 24

In Military garb with a beard

We were in the South

So he was everything

CNN & Fox said I should fear

He said, Sir, Do

Fallujah Iraq April 2007

Dear Mom,
Hey Mom, I hope you are well. Not feeling much pain. 
I guess, when  you get this letter I’ll be long gone.
It’s my goddamn birthday what a coincidence.
See I took a direct hit an hour ago.
You won’t believe this, They call it a Death Blossom,
It was just a routine part of a shake

The Rest: Terror

The French word for ‘cockroach’ is ‘le cafard’.
In some contexts it can mean ‘depression’.
But for the soldiers always standing guard, 
‘Avoir le cafard’ refers to boredom.
I’ve heard war has been described as follows:
“Ninety percent boredom, the rest: TERROR”.
It’s true for those hiding in their hollows,
Whether combatant or stretcher-bearer.
My times in combat zones weren’t too awful.
I

Ruins and Remnants of Syria and Iraq

“I have seen what cannot be unseen.”

Confessed the little boy
To a uniformed interrogator
From a small chair
In Iraq,
The boy’s lips dried and crumbled
Around his mouth
Like chalk
Outlining the final place and time
Of his terrible crime.

Dust is glued to his cheeks
From what was his teacher’s
Breath of ISIS rot,
The man’s kiss of death
Planted upon the boy
By stolen Mohammad.

From miles

Iraq

you enter into my innermost calmness
chafed naught a crawling grapevine 
and speared mustered seeds I'd beckoned 
your tenderness your infamous timely 
sorted kisses morbidly missed over time 
driving over gravel searching for hidden 
scents of blushing rosebuds that catered 
to my senses why I'd explored your shyness 
that emptied my kindness beyond a darkened 
cave

Letter To Iraq

letter to Iraq

beneath your skin lies terror,
your sons and daughters die young
i have seen their limbs tread on bombs ,
play grounds for dead bodies.
death comes by night to orphan children by morning.

for what purpose does life serve when mothers bury their young?
school classrooms for refuge camps,
streets that were once rivers has turned to blood baths
where

Afghanistan England Iran France Iraq Belgium You

>Afghanistan, England, Iran, France, Iraq, Belgium.

Sorry if your country.  I missed.
I guess I need a longer list.
Of where those IS terrorists, have now struck.
And someone has, had such bad luck.

With explosions sounding in the air.
And the smell of death, everywhere.
Loved ones lost and some are maimed.
Never will life be the same.

With borders open. 

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