Stateside Poems - Poems about Stateside

...The morning sun’s oppressive; a nasty b*tch in heat on Rizal Avenue, Where vendors hawk their cigarettes, baloot, and dog meat barbecue. The jeepneys buzz the intersection like a hornet’s nest, Bu......Read More

... She'd waited so long Her love remained strong Her man sent overseas She stateside, ill-at-ease The lives of so many claimed or wounded or maimed Now just three days to go Her n......Read More

...GHOST AND THE DARKNESS Daunting, a late night movie, just before the verge of night spills into your lair. You can’t bury the dark at those times. The roar in the blackout. The snore at t......Read More

...When I Was Born in '45 By Franklin Price 08/08/202 When I was born in '45, was another time and place Merritt Island, I called home, we had not gone to space Segregation was the way, we lived ......Read More

...THE SWEETEST NUN I KNOW During my 20 year Air Force career, I was assigned to the Chaplain's Office as a Chapel Manager. During this time, I was stationed in Vietnam and had the distinct privileg......Read More

...Golden Triangle Snow Old skool rock and roll on the decks. Takes me back to before I was born. Smoking the best ing weed in 'Nam. Swimming in the river. Worshipping dark Gods. Making love to even da......Read More

...I was a picked on, bullied, browbeaten, buffaloed boy from Buffalo New York. I grew up on Buffalo’s lower east side, the ghetto by another name. The Frederick Douglass towers. Formerly the Tal......Read More

... DEROS There is great relief when a tour ends and you are processed out of the unit; addresses exchanged and goodbyes done all thought is about the Freedom Bird and the long awaited fligh......Read More

......The wedding was planned for that fifth year, but when it came Rob sadly did say: “I’m being deployed, they’re put us on alert, I’m sorry love, but I must go away.” She was in tears, but what c......Read More

... It seems like it was yesterday in backyard sandbox she had played; granddaughter loved to have her way with sand, her pail, scoop, shovel, spade. She'd mold and build, w......Read More

... 'You are' and 'We are' are not both the same, In English we all play this dangerous game. If I say you're lucky if you have some fun, do I mean just 'you' or indeed everyone? If I say we're luc......Read More

...To hovel me in your zareba is your intention “For safety, to protect, truly for protection.” Transparent lies I can clearly see through And my resolve is a monolith to see my dream come true. I will......Read More

...we entered thee over crowded chanook lined with duffle bags and dusty jump boots I catered to the rear windows focusing only on the clearing the empty runway invited solitude while the hearing ......Read More

...< Sweetheart Where shall I start Linda Marie ......Read More