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Best Poems From
LAURENCE OVERMIRE
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a quiet tear
a tear trickles down the side of a face
haphazardly
not knowing why it was shed
skirting across the cheek
it hangs on the lip for one last precarious moment
watery fingers clinging to beloved flesh
till strength gives way
a precipitate falling to the floor
quietly
without notice or distinction
disappearing into the dark warmth of the wood
no vestige of joy or pain
to mark its passing.
(Previously published in Kookamonga Square, July 2000; The Poet's Porch, Feb.2002)
Laurence Overmire
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As the Bombs Drop
We must stop
Thinking literally
Life is a metaphor
Not a fact.
(Previously published in The Hold, Oct.2004)
Laurence Overmire
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Brooklyn Bridge (haiku)
Sunrise on the bridge
light splashing through the arches
joggers chasing dreams
(Previously published in Poems Md, Apr 2008)
Laurence Overmire
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Equal Opportunity Knocks
Standing at the bottom of a huge cylindrical room
Surrounded by doors
All locked
Two chaps considered the situation.
The first summoned his considerable energies
Knocking and pounding with intrepid voice
Raising a clamor to fright Beelzebub, but alas, to no avail.
Spent, he collapsed, eyes closed, exhausted.
The second reached gingerly into his vest
Pulled out a wad of crisp new bills
And slipping one under the nearest door
Waited calmly as it opened.
He passed through quickly and bolted the lock behind him
Precisely so the poor fellow
Stranded on the floor
Would be none the wiser when he woke up.
(Previously published in CER*BER*US, XXXVII, Jan 2000)
Laurence Overmire
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