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Best Poems From
LAURENCE OVERMIRE
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Hereafter
How could heaven be
More spectacular than a sunset
Draping its scarlet mantle over a ridge of snow-crested mountains
More beautiful than a waterfall
Plunging through the branch of lush green forest
More serene than a glassy lake
Reflecting the first golden embers of the morning sky?
We need not die
To apprehend the bounds of heaven.
This miracle Earth:
All we need do is open our eyes.
(Previously published in The Gentle Survivalist, Sept.1999; Irish Stew, Summer Issue 2007)
Laurence Overmire
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He's in Jail Now
So cute as a baby
If you could have seen him
So innocent and pure
But mother wasnt there
Too young, too
Well, you know how it goes
Father none, not even sure who
And foster homes, several
Bounced around he, cant really
Take the place of, why I dont know
By ten, you could see
His eyes were, how can I say
Already dead, and grandma thinks
That somehow shes to blame
But then, her mama was never
There, no not really, not for her
Either, not in any, that is
Not in any important way.
Do you know what I mean?
(Previously published in Circle Magazine, Vol.4, Issue 3, Summer 2000)
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Hiding Under the Covers
Those who refuse
to look at or give expression
to the dark side of life
are in denial
fear preventing passage
through the door of
growth, truth, and ultimately
wisdom.
(Previously published in Quotiki 2007)
Laurence Overmire
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Hieroglyphic (haiku)
Hieroglyphic
mystery in ancient stone
wisdom old as Time
(Previously published in Borders and Time, March 2000)
Laurence Overmire
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