Laurence Overmire

The Seeds Of Power - Poem by Laurence Overmire

were sown before I was born
in another man’s field
from the window of my small hut
I watched his mansions grow
the servants bringing news of the secret lives there led
the dalliance of love without effort
romance on the deck of a sailing ship
rendezvous and midnight soirees
Grand Balls at the Governor’s Palace
polo with the Prince on his chestnut steed

I often wondered had I been granted
the reins of fortune
without the means to suffer indignity
would I attend the play
take the mallet
with a mighty swing chuck
the troubles of this world
galloping through life with only the thought
to finish the day in
winning colors?

(Previously published in Some Words: A Place for Poetry, Aug.2004)

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  • (3/21/2006 8:10:00 PM)

    Thou seekest the reigns of fortune sire
    how many hearts have this desire
    and wondered if the treasures sought
    would keep their head from off the block.
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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, March 21, 2006

Poem Edited: Sunday, April 6, 2008

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