Laurence Overmire

The Amish Girl - Poem by Laurence Overmire

She stands there looking
Grass growing in fields at her feet
The smell of dung wafts through the air
A pitchfork stabbed into blackened soil
Her blue eyes innocent and wise
Ask questions from a mislaid book

But I

Cannot answer
Sermons have no meaning here
Where fences cleave the world in two
A man emerges from the rear
Dressed in black
Hat beard and stern
Grumbled words
She must obey
Turning at the door
A quick glance
Her eyes to mine
A soft goodbye

And she is gone...

He stands there looking
No riddles in the forbidding darkness of his stare
And I must leave
The graveled road
Stretches before me
Miles to go
‘Neath an open sky.

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Comments about The Amish Girl by Laurence Overmire

  • (12/9/2006 3:25:00 PM)

    Laurence, while nothing could ever compensate the families involved for the loss of their little girls, I have no doubt that it will comfort them somewhat to know that people care. Thanks for caring, Laurence.

    I'd like to recommend you by a piece on this very subject by Lamont Palmer, a highly gifted writer, in my opinion. It's called 'Amish Girls'.

    Best wishes,

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, December 9, 2006

Poem Edited: Saturday, December 4, 2010

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