Hgarvey Daniel Esquire Poet Rhyme

Sergeant Farhnom

Sergeant!
SIR.
As you were.
We must take hill 43.
Air strike,
First.
Then the worst.
You'll lose half your company.
Cooper, Johnson,
O'Riely, Smith.
Another Mission;
This is OUR fifth.
Charge! said Sarge.
And charge We did.
Into a living HELL.
Death the only smell.
Should Company B forget this place.
There lies O'Riely, without a face.
Coopers' leg still on the hill.
He feels the pain in that leg; still.
The Bravest  one of all.
Sergeant Farhnom, Five foot tall.
Carrying wounded to a safety trench.
Back and forth, through a deadly  stench.
      Dedicated to Sergeant Stephen Farhnom and Viet Nam Vets.

Inspired by Amy Green's Contest " Choose One, Have Fun " Subject " The Vietnam War "

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Mahtab Bangalee September 27, 2020 at 11:27 PM beautiful dedication

Laura Breidenthal November 21, 2011 at 10:40 PM I have read your latest poems and I have to say they are very intriguing - in the best ways possible. Continue to write! Always, Laura