Rainy Day In February Poem by Michael Pruchnicki

On days like this
when it rains all day
and is dark and drear
I flash back
to the months
I spent
on Okinawa

Something dark and sad
takes charge of my soul
or at the very least
my memory
and the quonset huts
come into focus
tinny looking half-barrels
on a hill
near Yomitan
the off-limits
village
where we went nightly
to escape
the monotony
of peacetime soldiering

sake and song
Noriko and her sisters

All sayonara now!