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Best Poems From
LAURENCE OVERMIRE
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The Whistle Blower
Took the sins of the Corporation
Upon her shoulders
The indignity of her firing
Struggling to make ends meet
Unemployed, without prospect
Children crying, hungry
Yet she endured
The barrage of punishing lawsuits
A legion of lawyers platooned
To make her life unbearable
Anonymous threats
Phone calls and burning
Mailboxes
Almost beaten, she clung
With bleeding fingers to the
Inviolable Truth
Truth that held her steady
Truth that wouldnt let her go
Truth demanding apology
The gavel came down.
Some hear screams in the dead of night
Most continue dreaming
The bed so comfortable, and the morning
So far away.
(Previously published in The Hold, July 2003)
Laurence Overmire
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The Wild Horse
I ride the wild horse
The windy steed with the bloody hooves
I have no reins, no control, no will of my own
My arms tight around the surging neck
Fingers clutching the flying mane
Heels dug into the galloping muscles of the flanks
Down rocky slopes, steep terrain
He carries me
Helplessly
Deep inside the darkest passages
Of my self
The dreaming unbidden places
Where the timeless wisdom of the midnight moon
Touches the fire of the stars and
Gives breath
To the wakening soul.
(Previously published in Shadyvale Magazine, Winter 2000)
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Thine Own
There is contradiction in what you suppose.
Can you wear a mans armor, yet
Wield a feminine heart?
It is the power of woman, is it not?
To slice through steel
With but a look?
Why then pretend to be man?
When woman is so much more
Commanding.
(Previously published in Cotworld, Dec 2000)
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Think About It
What would the world be like
If Jesus had been a lawyer?
(Previously published in Pleasant Unicorn, Feb 2001)
Laurence Overmire
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