Laurence Overmire


Laurence Overmire Poems

81. As The Bombs Drop 4/3/2008
82. Artful Dodger 4/3/2008
83. Another Sunday Afternoon 4/3/2008
84. Artist With Shovel 4/3/2008
85. Autumn Fall 4/1/2008
86. Bad Hombre 4/1/2008
87. Balder— 4/1/2008
88. Barking Up My Tree 4/1/2008
89. Below Freezing 4/1/2008
90. Boy Inside 4/1/2008
91. Atom And Eve 4/3/2008
92. Assault And Battery 4/3/2008
93. Drip 4/4/2008
94. Scotland Away (Haiku) 4/5/2008
95. Alternative Band (Senryu) 4/6/2008
96. Newborn (Senryu) 4/6/2008
97. Wind Whipping (Haiku) 4/6/2008
98. Straitjacket Heart (Senryu) 4/5/2008
99. To Face (Senryu) 4/5/2008
100. Breaking (Senryu) 4/6/2008
101. I Heard Her Whisper (Senryu) 4/6/2008
102. Manly Man 4/6/2008
103. Heads And Tails 4/7/2008
104. Hereafter 4/7/2008
105. He's In Jail Now 4/7/2008
106. Hot Springs 4/7/2008
107. How Old? 4/7/2008
108. In A Poet's Eye 4/7/2008
109. In And Out 4/7/2008
110. In Memory Of 4/7/2008
111. Inferno 4/7/2008
112. Inside Out 4/7/2008
113. Intake 4/7/2008
114. Jettison Livingston Jones 4/8/2008
115. Kerouac 4/8/2008
116. Look Twice 4/8/2008
117. Lost Child 4/8/2008
118. Man Overboard! 4/8/2008
119. Medicine Man 4/8/2008
120. Mentor 4/8/2008

Comments about Laurence Overmire

  • Amir Mohammad Islami Chalandar (6/7/2014 6:55:00 AM)

    nice poems. you are great in showing feels.that shows a good improvement. i invite you to read my poems at my poets page. that is a friendly invitation

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Best Poem of Laurence Overmire

A Prayer For The Dying

Every day admit me
Please
Into the portal of the
Divine
Allow me to feel
The sublime majesty of life
To know
The sanctity of relationship
To touch
The beauty of Earth
Breathe into this poor undeserving frame
An immortal telling
A lasting consequence
Give me the power
To see
To believe
To dream
Forever.

(Previously published in Poetry Soul To Soul, Dec.2000)

Read the full of A Prayer For The Dying

Quasimodo: To Esmeralda

i look into your eyes
and see the stars
burning quietly
in a midnight sky
and i am humbled.

what hope have i
to rein a winged foal
dancing on a distant cloud