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Best Poems From
LAURENCE OVERMIRE
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Cloning Superstars
According to stipulations in the contract
Michael Jordan had himself cloned
The shoe company assuming, of course
The new Michael would be the round-ball
Hero of a whole new generation.
Unfortunately, the clone had a different soul
Sure, he looked like Michael, but he didnt have
The heart or the drive of a champion
He didnt even want to play basketball
Preferring instead long, quiet hours at home
Alone with his stamp collection.
The poor guy, even with his great looks, couldnt be
Marketed without becoming a laughing stock so
The shoe barons sued, of course, but
The case was thrown out of court, since
The original MJ, who made the deal, was
Long gone, his myth intact, his bronze plaque
Smiling
Comfortably in the Hall of Fame.
(Previously published in The Poet's Tongue, July 2001)
Laurence Overmire
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Cock-a-Doodle-Youse
He goosed my heart until
I laid my golden egg
Which he promptly stuffed inside his
Turkey breast.
Then he flew the coop.
(Previously published in The Short North Gazette, Nov 2000)
Laurence Overmire
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Cold Driving Rain
Its raining.
Cold driving rain.
Commuters rushing home from work
Home to hubby, wife and family
Spot and Cleo
And a fire on the stove.
Another day of brutal business
Accounts are squared
And errands run
No more phone calls
No more hassles
Watch some boob tube
Think of sex
Spare some change, sir
Spare some change, maam
I havent eaten for three days
You havent washed for three days either
Get a job, you dirty bum
I wonder how my stocks are doing
Shelter some money in a tax-free fund
Spare some change, sir
Spare some change, maam
Walk past quickly and ignore him
He just wants a shot of booze
Please sir
Spare some change, sir
And the rain keeps pouring down...
All is quiet on the street now
Two a.m. of a Tuesday night
All is quiet, all is peaceful
Save for the drizzling of the rain
Gently tapping
The lifeless body
Huddled on the pavement
Spare some change.
(Previously published in Rinse & Repeat, Scars Publications,1999; The Poet's Porch, Nov.2000, Poetry Soul to Soul, Apr.2002; World's Strand Anthology,2008)
Laurence Overmire
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Colorado Dreaming
The cabin
Set on Rocky Mountainside
Snow-capped peaks across the valley
Green meadow and wildflower below
Wood-burning fireplace
Logs piled high
Bacon sizzling on the skillet
Smoke curling through the pines
The dog barks
An echo rolls along the road
A bird in answer
Wings a song into the sky
L.A. is gone
A stone skipped upon a mountain stream
Washed into the sea
My boots crunch the needles in applause.
(Previously published in Poetfest Anthology, Summer 2000)
Laurence Overmire
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