All The King's Horses Poem by Laurence Overmire
All The King's Horses
The world doesn't rhyme anymore
At least not for me
I don't want to think in rhyme
Perfect sounding syllables are so
Rare
The timing no longer iambic
We backbeat and stutter
Step syncho
Pated to our mortality
I don't rhyme
Neither do you
I swallow the dissonance
In lieu of a finer chord.
~ Laurence Overmire
(Previously published in Carillon, Issue 8, Oct.2003)
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