Best Overweening Poems

Strategically placed when raised 
Upwards
By your masterful and well 
Practiced hand.
To mingle with ever changing 
Skylines 
That frown down with arrogant 
Scowls
Upon the indigenous populous of 
This just and tolerant island.
To study and pontificate upon 
Predictable behaviour, 
When so lamentably remarking,
Then to inwardly digest;
Our conclusions...

Continue reading...

Chronicles of a long Distant Race

I arrive amidst all the chatter and confusion
that seems to haunt all pre-race activities,
friend greeting friend,
club member greets fellow member,
New shoes, shorts and shirts being shown emulously.
Profusions of Vaseline used in all those little places,
stretches of an overweening nature giving...

Continue reading...

Of hubris, overweening pride, 
(a thing the gods can not abide) 
and all the hassle it may bring: 
of this, and blowfish, do I sing. 

The former, we will meet anon 
(it merits being mused upon, 
are hardly handed on a platter): 
accordingly, we'll take...

Continue reading...

Hip, Hip, Hurray!

January 1 is New Year's Day!
  Is it special in any form or way?

Is there anything special in the Heavens to see?
  --Not there that I know of, or under the sea.

The day is not marked by significant event;
  Not...

Continue reading...

Matthew Scott, Whar Art Thou *****?

Nobody, but yours truly
bore deeply and countersunk
his spontaneity satisfactorily
lightweight corporeal mein kampf,
didst more than baptize or dunk

cuff, which admirably aided to flunk,
(whereat no universal solvent,
could (kant) kelp dissolve barnacles
of sea sonned gunk),
asper thickly congealed

encasing this laughable
antithesis of hullo kit ting...

Continue reading...

A leaf in the wind
Floating to and fro
Knowing neither love nor hate
Until those who knew me
Looked upon my face 
I had not chosen them
But they peered into my eyes 
Until I fell in the bosom of their arms
Landing on a Rock
Where I was broken
A tempest...

Continue reading...

A Minute In The Mind Of A Poet

this work was done,a death view of paradise
& probably not the end, of it last night
(what a magnificent day, i said to myself
"fine" everyone i know your draught, savant
i regard all of you, their are no lives that
rebuff,...

Continue reading...

DO NOT MISS THE MOON, WHILE COUNTING THE STARS
Do not be carried away by the deceit,
Of an oozing chant of a back palm’s stew;
For the meat that source and house it,
Will slip and off it will drift like dew;
So, do not miss the sun,
While counting...

Continue reading...

Matthew Scott Harris, whar art thou *****?

The following admission
honest to dogness haint no bunk
nobody, but yours truly
bore deeply and countersunk
his spontaneity satisfactorily
lightweight corporeal mein kampf,
didst more than baptise or dunk
cuff, which admirably aided to flunk,
(whereat no universal solvent,
could (kant) kelp dissolve barnacles
of sea sonned gunk),
asper...

Continue reading...

Inscrutable torrents of history shall crush
   him who ignores the lessons in his greedy rush,
      his rabid obsession to subjugate others
         tears this despot's humanity into tatters

   ...

Continue reading...

The crazed obsession 
    to rule the lives of others
rends the ruler's humanity 
    into tatters,
feeds, fills and bloats 
    his overweening vanity,
deludes the ego 
    with invincibility.

But stripped of his mask, 
...

Continue reading...

Door slightly ajar
Pushed far
It's the second storey
Hosting a romantic story
Furniture spartan and simple,
Not stately like her, but dull
The whirring fan, overweening 
Haughtily saying, 'I can'
The heat, still unrelenting
Source, the sizzling thing
Negligibly clad
She crazy & he going mad
Raising the mercury further
Between him & her
Her statue-like pose
There...

Continue reading...

Twist off the cap
Lay it in your lap
I'm your favourite beverage
Take a sip of your leverage
I give catering a double meaning
Leave the flavours of my heart overweening

Soft or alcoholic
Was your love for me hyperbolic
Do I leave you dreary in the streets
Every step your awareness depletes
Or...

Continue reading...

The pre-dawn rang
as cat choirs sang
in waring gangs
sharp and rank
before they sprang
with claw and fang.

Isn’t it an overweening piety
to think that diverse cat societies
would address conflicts more politely
observe more cultural propriety
and politic more peacefully and quietly
than our own species, which behaves violently

Are we not, in...

Continue reading...