Laurence Overmire - Formation

The poor sentence was alone
Without a paragraph, a context
Or reason for being
Independent, quite insufficient
And certainly unappealing.

But brandished in a poem
Titled, with a new coat of
Arms, it stood proudly
A force to be reckoned with
Fired with the mettle of the age.


(Previously published in Some Words: A Place For Poetry, June 2003)

Laurence Overmire

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