Something About The Hat

When she wore the hat She became transformed A woman to be reckoned with No flighty, peroxide dish-head To be emasculated by some un-masculine Urge of a roaming bicep. No. Her nerve was grounded in the center of the earth An unmatched beauty ushered from her form A mystical power, borne across time Channeled through the diadem of an Egyptian Queen The wisdom of the ages gleaming In her eyes. ~ Laurence Overmire (Previously published in New York Minute, An Actor's Memoir, Indelible Mark Publishing,2017)