poet Laurence Overmire

Laurence Overmire


The moment waits for my embrace
Neglected, I am as one who never knows
What love can offer and reward.

So dearly missed, is truly

I surrender to my happiness
Give up allegiance to all those little things
That pretend to matter and matter not.

I take this moment to be, myself
I my own creation and certain destruction.

Returned to the light
I travel beyond time
Re-born and re-spirited.

The promise I make of myself
At last and forever more

(Previously published in Poetry Junction, April 2003)

Poem Submitted: Saturday, April 15, 2006
Poem Edited: Sunday, April 6, 2008

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