Poetry, Lyrics, & Doggerel, From A Six-Tatami Room, South of Tokyo, Japan
Random Rhymes From An Expat Living A Long Way From Home
Saturday, March 20, 2010
Iwo Jima -- 2008
An island of holes
Filled with lost souls...
Who wander and meet
In volcanic heat,
Thirsting for water
And longing for home...
An army of bones
On an island of stones.
(Thoughts from the top of Suribachi-yama)
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