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Best Poems From
LAURENCE OVERMIRE
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Tidal (haiku)
Shooting star at twilight
memories skim the water
darkness closing fast
(Previously published in Borders and Time, March 2000)
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Titanic
Two miles down
In the eerie dark depths
She sleeps
The cold current sweeps across the barnacled rails of the bow
Indifferently
Down the twisted staircase
And through the encrusted remains of the lower decks.
The shards of a teacup swirl in a tiny whirlpool of sand
While neon blue fish swim in and out of the portholed sockets of the hull
Oblivious to the terror of a fateful crossing
One midnight long ago.
The haunting screams of the dying
Forever echo far above
In the idle-busy world of men
But here
The stillness is sublime
A sacred resting
The quiet peaceful watch
Of eternity.
(Previously published by Red Coral,2000)
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Tower 2, Floor 87
Someone told them not to evacuate
Smoke and fire gushing from the wounds of
Tower 1
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It was an accident after all, wasn’t it?
Not to worry, Mom.
I’m okay, Dad.
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The phone, still attached to the wall
But the line so quickly dead
The world collapsing on itself
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We let go of her forever
That last hope of innocence
Smothered in a ton of ash.
(Previously published in Some Words: A Place For Poetry, June 2003; Poetry.com, Sep 2003)
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Trapped
the cage is locked
from within
a trap set by unknowing hands
you bleed
through pores of disgruntled flesh
flailing
for reason to find the stolen key
hidden in some dark socket
of a primitive skull
and hope
like a feather
drifts
upon the improvident air
lightly brushing the iron shackles
and floating
like a question
just barely out of reach...
(Previously published in L'Intrigue, Aug 1999; Poetry and Art, Feb 2001)
Laurence Overmire
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