Old Dreams Die Hard Poem by Laurence Overmire
Old Dreams Die Hard
Refusing to let go
Their fingers white and bloodless
Hanging on the edge of
Sanity
One heartless thrust of
A heel without soul and
The dream falls
The cry receding into the depths of
Consciousness
A thud at the bottom
Barely audible
When the eyes are closed.
~ Laurence Overmire
(Previously published in IndiaNest, Apr.2003)
Tuesday, October 29, 2024
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