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Best Poems From
LAURENCE OVERMIRE
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Sand In The Mouth
The hot Earth blisters
Opening to the unwitting tear of
Mans insensitive hand
The glaciers crack and crumble
Centuries plunging into
Too warm waters
Fish and bird
Too soon entombed in
The rising wave
The frail creatures who
Cannot protest lie
Twitching in the gathering dust
Dry are the bones of
A million lost hopes
Broken in a desert of mind
But bland machines
Continue to grind and shake
Dollars making heroes out of
Plaster and Paris who
Fancy themselves
Immortal.
(Previously published in Gangway, Issue 30-31,2004)
Laurence Overmire
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Schlock
Those things we see in Hollywood movies
Impossible to believe
Imposed by some idiot of a producer
In the mistaken notion to improve
The Bottom Line
Money is always bigger than Truth
In the masquerade called Tinsel Town
Problem is some people think schlock is
Real
They try to ingest it into their french-fried cheeseburger lives
Only to find it doesnt go down
Easy, bit greasy
Leaves a bad happy-sappy aftertaste
And makes reality really hard to
Swallow.
(Previously published in Gangway, Issue 30/31,2004)
Laurence Overmire
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Scotland Away (haiku)
Highland lass awake
your bonnie prince is waiting
secrets and the loch
(Previously published in Poems Md, Apr 2008)
Laurence Overmire
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Secrets
I look into your eyes and ask
Who are you?
What secret in your soul
Compels me to listen to the music of your heart?
Have we been thrust here
Players on a stage
Without a script
Improvising lines
In scenes played long before?
Or are we fools
Who cannot comprehend
A word that has no voice?
Fool that I am
I do not know
Yet riveted I stand
To face the onslaught of your beauty
My heart laid open
To cherish or disdain.
(Previously published in L'Intrigue, Aug 1999)
Laurence Overmire
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