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Best Poems From
LAURENCE OVERMIRE
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Eight-Year-Old, Learning to Skate
Bully had a name
But I've forgotten
1966 too long ago
Remember what he did
Pushed me on the ice
For no apparent reason
Chattering words of contempt
He wanting to fight but
I just walked away
Couldn't see any point
Thinking what's wrong with him
Needing to hurt a stranger
Limped my way home
A knock on the door
Two girls from school had seen it all
Was I ok?
Can we get you anything?
You were so brave!
That's when I learned
The macho thing
Was not really so attractive.
(Previously published in Three Smiles, Fall 2000)
Laurence Overmire
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Elegy
The moment immortal
Is revisited again and again
A life that refuses to be beaten
A death that will not be forgotten
Stepping into myth
Time itself is conquered
Dream defies reality
What moment is this
We choose, to give or take
Make sacred and lasting
Or -drop- like feather dust
In a paucity of air.
(Previously published in The Breath E-Zine, Sept 2003)
Laurence Overmire
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Eliot Nest
He was a banker
With money on his mind
Devious twists of turning profits
Numbers clicking through his brain
The world a formality pleated
Through the nape of his shining shoe
Conformed to a hierarchy
He couldn’t escape, except
In poetry, a poetry unbounded by
An infinite reason, still
In every phrase there lurked
The stunning insurmountable clutch of
Miserly calculation.
(Previously published in CER*BER*US,2003)
Laurence Overmire
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Elusive
For every *drop* of truth
there is a bucketful of fiction.
(Previously published in Spilled Ink, July 2000.)
Laurence Overmire
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