poet Laurence Overmire

Laurence Overmire

Big Beauty And The Beast

When she wakes up
She flings her fat out of bed
And rolls like thunder down the hall
Barreling through the kitchen door
She grabs her skinny rail of a husband
Spatula in hand, cooking breakfast
And plants the juiciest, fleshiest kiss
On his cheeky little face
His quaking heart exploding with rapture
To be thus engulfed in the voluptuous love
Of an Amazon Queen.


(Previously published in This Poetry Magazine, No.4, Dec. '99)

Poem Submitted: Saturday, April 1, 2006
Poem Edited: Friday, April 4, 2008

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  • Jody Pantiga (2/28/2007 12:10:00 PM)

    I really enjoyed this poem. It had great imagery and really did leave me with the sense that though they aren't matched physically they do love eachother. Makes me think it's possible in my life as well!
    ~Jody

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  • Gina Onyemaechi (4/1/2006 12:36:00 PM)

    Well there's an unexpected vote of confidence for the larger lady! What a honey-happy picture of mutual affection between two people, however physically mismatched! One for my collection of favourites (not online but in a Word document so that I can print it and read it without having to come to PH) . To you, Larry (may I call you so?) . Gina.

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  • Mary Nagy (4/1/2006 10:39:00 AM)

    At first I thought this was going to be a ''fat-bashing'' poem.......what a wonderful suprise to read such an endearing description of this ''pleasantly plump'' woman! She just seems so loveable.......great poem Laurence! I had to read this one out loud to my family! Very funny and sweet. Sincerely, Mary

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  • kskdnj sajn (4/1/2006 9:38:00 AM)

    The poem a delight to read, and quite entertaining description. :)

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  • ***** ********* (4/1/2006 8:56:00 AM)

    lol The more the better to engulf him in his blessed cotton socks Laurence! I enjoyed this very much indeed. Being fatist is not my cup of tea at all. Nice one. 10 from Tai

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