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Best Poems From
LAURENCE OVERMIRE
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In Pursuit of a Dream
In pursuit of a dream
I sacrifice all
For lusty ambition
Inhabits my soul.
That brave warrior
Fears nothing
But his own reflection.
He has laid siege
To the castles of indifference
Whose cold stony walls
Repel even the most defiant
And whether he lives or dies
In relentless struggle
Depends on you
The source of his strength
And fast endurance.
Stand by his side
And he will live
To fight on.
Walk away
And he will see himself in the mirror
And surely die.
(Previously published by The Poet House, Dec.1998)
Laurence Overmire
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In The Western World
You will be judged.
For good or for evil, to win or to lose
One or the other
There is no other
In everything you do
We black and white you with our tongues
Lash you to the stake of our
Burning inadequacies
Guilt that must be flogged
Flames rising
To star our sleepless nights
Feed the demons who sit across
The Dinner Table
Making nonsensical conversations
We like to call quality time.
Dont think you can escape
Be bigger than a sea that
Covers the bones of a mythic Atlantis
We carry the ark of a covenant
With a damning God
Jealous Creator of all men (and sometimes
Women) in His own image
Flawed, sinful, needing to be
Saved from His own unholy
Desires.
In the Western World
You will be judged.
Daily.
By every man, woman and child.
For good or for evil.
Winners and losers.
Thats who we are.
(Previously published in uXu, Dec.30,1999, #35)
Laurence Overmire
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In-Betweens
You are here
And I am there
And we two meet
In some odd place
In-between
We share our verses
Tender litanies
Lovers lockets
Dangled from a silver thread
I give you all the diamonds of a half-remembered dream
You give me flowers
Still fragrant from a meadow turned to dust
And kiss the incorporal air
With an assurance borne of time
Your face is like the mermaid
Half-myth, half-truth
Till suddenly you are gone
Disappearing in the ocean
Neath the waves
That wash the sand
And I once more
Stand alone
And aloof
And listen.
(Previously published in Rustlings of the Wind, Whereness Issue, Sept.2000)
Laurence Overmire
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Infernal (senryu)
The hell of memory
burnings on the stake of life
ash settles in dust
Laurence Overmire
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