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Okinawa Poetic Reflections

jake allerjake aller June 16, 2020
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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 ****** 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




Signs

everywhere in Asia

you see strange variations

of English

Japlish, Konglish, Singlish


the street signs in Okinawa

are all in Chinese, Japanese, English and Koreans

the bus and train announcements as well


Hard to get lost

even when you want to


but the random encounters

with English words

puts a smile on my face


as I drink my “boss coffee”

wondering who is the “boss”

and why is smoking a pipe?


and many years ago

I saw on a menu

at the old Kimpo Airport

Baked Rick


and in Korean grocery stores

one can find

corn flights


I look forward

to many more years

of linguistic confusion

as I travel about Asia

Dream 1074 Visit to Okinawa Aquarium


Whenever I visit an aquarium,

zoo or wild life park


I am reminded of a prison

the prison is filled with animals

who amuse us for their food


I am sure that the animals

hate us humans

who are watching them

do their animal thing


but looking into their eyes

the eyes of the sea turtles

swimming back and forth


in their prison cell

in the Okinawa aquarium

filled with hatred

for the humans

who had imprison them

and hunt their kind


and don’t get me started

on the dolphins and killer whales

who preform acrobatic feats

for their daily meals


and the sharks

the king of the ocean killers


they too

if they could

they surely would


escape

their prison cell


screaming

Death to all humans

as they flee

back into the ocean’s depths

Okinawa West Coast Road

Riding down the west coast road

of Okinawa

echoes of other beach roads

fill my head with memories


I am reminded of Hawaii

and driving along the Oregon coast

east coast beach towns as well


and Barbados

and the Caribbean islands


all the roads

are lined with tourist resorts

beach views and restaurants


all very similar

yet different


and as the beach towns

fade away

behind us on the bus


my memories

of all the other beach towns

I have visited


fade away

into my memory hole


Okinawa Haiku


In Okinawa

the warm trade winds blow away

the coming winter

recently made my first trip to Okinawa. Here are my poetic reflections on the journey

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