Sam Served

Written for:  dVerse Poets Pub – Poetics:  Back to Life  (posted by Laura Bloomsbury)
“For this prompt we must rely totally on our imagination. We are reconstituting a deceased person, one that is unknown to us, neither family nor famous. By way of poetic resurrection, we see them live again.”

Yes, I won awards in the military.
Saving Sam, they called me.
It was all about my country
back then. When I returned
home, it was all about job-
lessness, nightmares,
and flashbacks. Sorry you
were the one to find me,

About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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22 Responses to Sam Served

  1. hank77 says:


    Sorry you were the one to find me,

    Returning heroes sadly are quickly forgotten. A heart-rending episode for a son who hopefully could keep the memory alive



  2. rothpoetry says:

    I could feel for Sam! Sounds like he had a really hard time in life!


  3. That last line says it all.


  4. Robert D says:

    That last line… Sam apologizing after his society failed… Powerful


  5. Frank Hubeny says:

    I like the apology to his son in the last sentence.


  6. kim881 says:

    A big story told in few words, Sara. So many people like Sam return to ‘job-lessness, nightmares, and flashbacks’. Sam shouldn’t be the one to apologise.


  7. this is great – a concise and hard hitting response to the prompt – the title has a bite too.


  8. poetrybydebi says:

    That hit like a hammer. Too much truth for comfort in this one.


  9. Xan says:

    This one would fit right in to Spoon River.


  10. Misky says:

    This one has teeth.


  11. memadtwo says:

    Too many stories like this. (K)


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