Crisis Poem by Laurence Overmire

Crisis

What seemed so great
in the moment
was
in the scheme of things
very small

Only death and its
incumbent couriers
merit the attention
of so strict a life's
expectancy

And then, and only then
in the calm eye of the storm
can one see

clearly

that which was forbidden
was only a temporary latch
on that pearly gate of

Knowing.

~ Laurence Overmire

(Previously published in Poetry Pacific, Jan.2013)

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