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Best Poems From
LAURENCE OVERMIRE
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The Politics of Trees
I much prefer the politics of trees
They havent got any, you see
They just grow
Minding their own business
Taking in the sun
Giving breath to all life
At home, their sturdy place in the world
Content
Until some fool human
Chops them down for
Kindling.
(Previously published in The Short North Gazette, Nov.2001)
Laurence Overmire
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The Quickening
I want to write the poem that
Sticks in the mind like a dagger
Impossible to ignore
The blood of life dripping from the wound
Hands unable to catch the consequence.
(Previously published in The Poet's Porch, Sept.2000)
Laurence Overmire
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The Right Reverend
The Reverend Jedediah Judah Kane Smith
Held the holy book aloft
And spewed damnation on the frightened faithful.
If he could
He would have sent them straight into the fires of Hell
For being human.
Instead, he picked up the stash from the collection plate
And slipped out the back door with Mrs. Thorncrockett
When no one was looking.
(Previously published in Jack Magazine, Issue 1, Summer 2000)
Laurence Overmire
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The Road to Baghdad
Tomorrow
With all its once unbounded prospects
Suddenly
Looks
Disturbingly short.
What demons have we called
From the depths of our fears
To lead, in bloody assault
This tragic war upon the world?
We will pay in blood, all of us
For years to come
Hatred lying in wait
For our unsuspecting
Children.
(Previously published in The Breath E-Zine, Sept.2003)
Laurence Overmire
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