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Best Poems From
LAURENCE OVERMIRE
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Dead Starfish
washed up
on the beach
high tides brief wasting
a minute more, a minute less
the beach holds
sand secrets
to take or to give
back and forth we go
but time does not wait
as the last wave recedes
the next plunges forth
and wipes the slate
pebble and foam completely
clean.
(Previously published in The Oracular Tree, June 2003)
Laurence Overmire
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Desert Song
Life is water
Slipping through your fingers
No way to hold or preserve
Drink what you can
While you can
Every drop-more precious
A thirst that cannot be
Quenched.
(Previously published in Poetry Shelter, Apr.2003)
Laurence Overmire
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Designer Not Required
What?
You dont recognize the label
On my shoes
Neither do I
Thats why
Im so happy, cause
It didnt cost me much
To be different
From all the sameness
And the shameness
They try to tack on
You.
(Previously published in The Short North Gazette, Jan.2001)
Laurence Overmire
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Deuces Wild
It was all or nothing.
All the cards were on the table.
No aces up the sleeve.
Fate sat patient in the corner
Sipping an ice cold draft of beer
And the one-eyed dealer
Cocked his wrist and fired
A single lifetime from the deck.
It landed square in front of him.
Deuces wild.
And the only question was
Would he hold or fold?
(Previously published in The Horsethief's Journal, Issue 6, Dec 1999)
Laurence Overmire
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