Iraq Poems - Poems about 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...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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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....

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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...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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“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...

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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...

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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...

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>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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