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Indelible Mark Publishing is proud to offer the works of poet, author, historian and genealogist Laurence Overmire.

Another thought-provoking poem from Laurence Ovemire. This one certainly touches those of us on this side of the peak.
22/10/2024

Another thought-provoking poem from Laurence Ovemire. This one certainly touches those of us on this side of the peak.

OVER THE HILL

In middle age
you find
the bridges are burned
there’s no going back
a long climb to the top
of a lonely hill

the sharp descent is
quick and foreboding
the road disappearing
in a thicket of lost hope
a dust of memory
choking back

tears.

~ Laurence Overmire

(Previously published in The Poet's Porch, Sept. 2000)

[Image: Manitou Incline, Colorado, USA, from Kenneth Esobe]

Heart-wrenching... a modern allegory all too familiar.
30/09/2024

Heart-wrenching... a modern allegory all too familiar.

RAMIFICATIONS

Bill
Was one of the cogs in the machinery of
The Corporation

He worked in management
As so many do, doing what must be
Done, over and over and over again

One day, his boss, we'll call him
Troy, on orders from on high
Told Bill to fire his employee, Joe
A reliable, hard-working, good-natured
Kind of guy, who'd worked there
Many years, but like every body else was
Ultimately expendable

There were financial issues, after all
According to the suits, and the Bottom Line
Needed some fixing

Of course, the suits didn't know Joe
Neither did Troy
The suits didn’t even know Bill
They worked in high-rises in another
City somewhere, and occasionally
Issued proclamations and

Decrees

Now Bill wasn't too happy about
Firing Joe, especially now
Just before Christmas
He liked Joe
But—
He had a job to do
Don't we all?
So, fire him he did
In a matter of fact way
Without any emotion

Joe was stunned
Never saw it coming
But he maintained his dignity
Cleaned out his desk promptly
Without saying a word
And was escorted out of the building
By security

Joe's wife took it hard
What were they to do?
A family to feed, already living
Paycheck to paycheck, bills piling high
And who would hire Joe—in this economy?!
With very few jobs and so many looking

Month after month, Joe sent out letters
Made calls and knocked on doors
His self-esteem plummeting with every
Rejection, every day dying
A little bit more
The family falling deeper and deeper into
Insurmountable debt

Until

Joe finally gave out
Couldn't take any more, couldn't
Face his wife and his children
Couldn't look himself in the
Now broken mirror

He took his own life
And that was the end
Of Joe...

His wife and his kids—
No husband, no father
What can you do, but
Pick up the pieces
Somehow, some way
They're out there somewhere, even today
But no one knows what happened to them

Bill wouldn't have known about any of this
Had he not glanced at a newspaper
On the counter one day where he stopped
For coffee and a danish
And it hit him hard
Knowing what he knew
Knowing he had fired Joe
Knowing the company could have kept Joe
That they were cutting corners that
Didn't need to be cut
That others had to take on more work
Joe's work and work harder, work longer
More stress, less pay
This was the way, the Corporate way

But Bill
Couldn't let it go
He wasn't that kind of a guy
He cared too much, thought too much
It haunted him, Joe's death
He became irritable, absent-minded
Disillusioned and he took his frustrations
Home
To his wife and his children

As tensions built and arguments
Raged, his marriage fell apart

Now he lives alone in a small
Apartment
He quit his job and struggles with
Alimony, works as a clerk at the
Grocery store
And watches TV with a vacant stare

Meanwhile, Troy knows
Nothing
Of any of this
He's doing quite well
He got a promotion and a six-figure bonus
Not long after Bill fired Joe
Now he works with the suits and calls
Them by name, attends
Lavish parties making tight-ship decisions
To please his bosses
And bolster the efficacy of
His beneficent bottom line.

~ Laurence Overmire

[Image by unknown]

Love this wordplay!
29/09/2024

Love this wordplay!

THE FAMOUS COCKY PAUL

Sold cars
Suckers caught looking
Under the hood without a
Flashlight
Flaws disguised in sleight-of-mouth
He kicked the tires
Of many a re-tread
Badgered old ladies for bundles
Of ill-begotten cash
A snake-charmer with a chubby, schoolboy smile
So slick his hair sometimes
Slid off his head.

He did it his way
Pants down in the back seat of respectability
Before long
His dingy, pot-holed lot
Became a mega mall of
Showroom flash and four-wheel dash
An automotive mecca
So successful children imitate
His bad commercials on TV.

Now he lives on the lake
A stately mansion, white pillar and blasted brick
Belongs to the Kings Canyon Country Club
Where, it has been said
They even named a sandwich after him
Ham and turkey on rye with a very special
Horsey sauce.

~ Laurence Overmire

(Previously published in ZZZ Zyne, XLII,2001)

[Image from Dream Birds]

28/09/2024

[Photo by Laurence Overmire, Cannon Beach, Oregon, USA]

Via James Adler
26/09/2024

Via James Adler

22/09/2024

OLD MAN AND A BENCH

Old man sitting on a bench
In the park
At the edge of town.
The paint is peeling
The boards rotting away
From years of pelting from the rain
But he calls it “friend”
This lifeless stone and weathered pine.
It gives him respite
At the close of day
Puts his weary limbs to rest
And brings a smile to his leathered face.
They sit together
The bench and he
Two lost companions
Fading in the darkness
Of the setting sun.

~ Laurence Overmire

(Previously published in Bardo Burner, Jan 2000, no.12)

[Image by unknown, from Magical Places]

This poem says it all in such a unique way. Makes me cry every time. A nation's wound.
11/09/2024

This poem says it all in such a unique way. Makes me cry every time. A nation's wound.

LIKE ANY OTHER

It was. A day.
He got up, grabbed a bite to eat
Kissed his wife and kids goodbye and
Hit the freeway.

Traffic was moving well for a change
Arriving to work 20 minutes early
Waiting for the elevator, then up, up, up
87 floors, dizzying heights at the top of
The World.

There was Bill in his rumpled shirt
Downing a cold cup of coffee and scratching his head
“How are you, Bill?”
“Just fine, thanks.”
(Doesn’t that guy ever go home?)

He sat down at his desk
Looked out the window, sun shining bright
The cars so tiny down below
The calendar said September
10 days wasted, he ripped the page on another day
11 stared back like a long lost dream
Not yet begun.

From his appointment book
A soiled scrap of paper
Found on the streets of Jersey
8 days after the fact, sad and horrible
Dawning on the sleeping dread of our
Realization,
His daughter’s name “Susie” circled
In red, a big doodled smiley face and
A birthday cake—with candles.

What it must have been
As the plane crashed through the wall
The flames forcing him to the broken
Glass
No choice but one
His arms outstretched
Like an Eagle
Taking flight
Freedom in the fall of air…

O sweet God, to taste that one last breath
of Freedom.

~ Laurence Overmire

(Previously published in New York Minute: An Actor's Memoir, Indelible Mark Publishing, 2017)

Enjoy.
29/08/2024

Enjoy.

BARKING UP MY TREE

Don’t take me seriously, please
Take me with a grain of sandstone
A geologic sediment of inter-galactic sludge
Take my human heart and see the contradictions
Look inside my head and see the trains of thought explode
The flights of hypocrisy that cross in convolution and ignorant
Confusion

Say

Boxes that won’t open with logical keys
Oh please, don’t take me

Seriously

I am of a species that will not adhere to the rules of a literal wit

No

So just sit back and relax and enjoy the show
Admission is free with an open mind.

~ Laurence Overmire

(Previously published in Unlikely Stories, Oct. '99)

[Image from Amazing Nature]

11/08/2024

MIS-LABELED

Why should a man or woman be
This or that alone
Boxed into some corner of a finite mind?

We are all
Complex, contradictory
Creatures improperly displayed
On the mantles of our own
Significant delusions.

Each person’s mystery is unique
And each one's reasoning
Woefully uncertain
In its quivering grasp of human nature.

~ Laurence Overmire

(Previously published in Webstatic, Sept. 1999)

[Photography by Spencer Welling, Utah]

"The opening section of the Project report is filled with allegations of criminal conduct by librarians, publishers, aut...
23/07/2024

"The opening section of the Project report is filled with allegations of criminal conduct by librarians, publishers, authors, and educators and argues in favor of criminal charges and incarceration.
We know these aren't empty threats because we've fought against a number of states who have already attempted to enact these same kinds of laws.
The highly politicized statements and the divisive language used in Project 2025 are not only inaccurate but also contribute to further polarization among Americans who believe in the First Amendment and the freedom to read."

Libraries are mentioned multiple times throughout Project 2025. On page Five they call for arresting and registering all librarians as s*x offenders.

09/06/2024

If you haven't done so in a while (or haven't yet), head over to Poet Laurence Overmire's page. There's always something new. https://www.facebook.com/poet.laurence.overmire

Welcome to my page! Please join us in sharing poetry, videos, art, music, quotes, events and other i

29/04/2024
29/04/2024

“All of us are part of a beautiful pageantry of human experience. Let us make the most of this life in all we do.”

― Laurence Overmire, A Revolutionary American Family: The McDonalds of Somerset County, New Jersey

[Photo: Cotswold Lavender farm, UK; Credit Nature Creativity]

BREAKING: President Biden just announced he would formally establish the American Climate Corps!This is wonderful news. ...
20/09/2023

BREAKING: President Biden just announced he would formally establish the American Climate Corps!
This is wonderful news. It's what Laurence Overmire has been calling for since 2012 in his book The One Idea That Saves the World. We are both celebrating this important move and the movement of young activists that helped to accomplish it.

10/08/2023
05/07/2023

"All truth passes through three stages. First, it is ridiculed. Second, it is violently opposed. Third, it is accepted as being self-evident." ~ Arthur Schopenhauer
Book: https://amzn.to/3Uy1RMl
Essays and Aphorisms

04/07/2023

Thank you to all the authors, publishers, indie bookstores and libraries who have continued to create and share their work with all global citizens in this time of growing darkness. Book bans by a few nonreaders who haven't read the books? Thought police?
HAPPY INDEPENDENCE DAY!!!
May the true meaning of this day keep us writing and encourage all to learn to read and pursue education through literature and all other art forms.

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