Best Superceding Poems


This August 26th 2018 Rendition Part I

This August 26th , 2018 rendition 
regarding previous literary endeavor
Wick End Up Date, Snippet Sans... 
...The Deadly Scourge   
...One Obsessive/Compulsive Disorder

(Never abating infiltrating 
writing material e'en superceding 
the death of John McCain, where
Munster monster rears gnashing 

undermining marriage with ambivalence.
Anorexia nervosa absent bulimia 
nadir of onset schizoid behavior,
which agonizingly slow suicide 
self starvation maelstrom within 

psyche of self prepubescent lad
(particularly devastating  
immediate family members)
emaciation pitted existential 

ghastly revulsion unseen,
wuthering heights wrung death 
knell annihilating fragile entity 
christened Matthew Scott Harris 

obvious preemtory imprimatur 
yieldeing covalent bond to die starkly 
horrified kith and kin helpless  
Zorro slashed signature profound 

perilous depressive psychological gouge. 
Now at about two plus score years 
attaining centenarian rank perfect 20/20 
hindsight supreme advantage swift under 

currents alluded drowning, when das 
scribe juiced started  to nibble puberty, 
whence devastating emotional crisis 
tripped, trilled, and tricked chronological 

clock theorizing numerous educated 
guesses within mindful middle progeny, 
and sole son (of Boyce and late Harriet Harris), 
why I willfully hurtled flesh at light speed
 
down abyss toward death. Literal and 
physical lightness manifested within 
nooks and crannies prior to full blown 
symptoms to eliminate sustenance 

drawing curtain on brief residence be
fore high noon of life. Metamorphosis 
from boyhood into man found solace 
attempting to keep at bay natural cycle,
 
which trans formation grieved me
pining nostalgic childhood’s end 
(one fraught with romanticism) 
vengefully interpreted attempt to halt 
deadly tracks intervention of mother, 
whose nursing experience helped fend  
passive attempt promulgated silent...

To Name

In a moment there is time e'en for
   The universe to move itself yet closer to its end.
In a minute there is time to
   Make decision by decision
       And to change yet one more time.
Yet still the seconds pass us by,
As though fate's flick'ring, wand'ring eye
Had cast its gaze, transfixed us with its stare.
And in a moment, still I dare not cry
That I have known it all, will tell it so,
The silence of the grave, the raging river-flow,
That life's steep waterfall, where thoughts would go,
But leads once more, once more, to one great question.
And moments mounted each on moments pass
As questions pass us by,
As questions fade, yet, known within themselves,
Have foiled our inattention.
And moments mounted each on moments past
Contract us toward an overwhelming question.
As indecision mounts on indecision
Yet we will decide.
As inconclusion would conclude our thoughts,
I find in you an overbearing truth
And, content,
Will yet decide if I have wrought
That superceding, incandescent cry.
As moment fades once more to tempered time,
Decision will, content, no more be mine.

Dove

Night fastens self about you
like the dove
fastens its inequity to move
that peace' acquire, tranquility's approve!

And of my thought, consensus seems to brood
antiquating like some meaning's drove
were superceding all of life's remove
that love conditioned sequence so extrude!

This open door of faith, lost times construe
is hoping, but our sorrow God approve
and focus our tomorrow's interlude
on righteous equity, without intrude!


Conception

Seen as the epitome of human evolution
A miracle that creates it like from like 
Locates with a precision, awaits solution
Subconciously selects the perfect strike!

With intrigue to the further bounds of coy,
Composed from which the sight and sound
Of being there were duly, girl or boy
Are brought about from energies abound.

A chance in one, as lifetimes peering back-
Have seen it all before, and time stands still 
While intricates of DNA, both fast track, (ancestry)
Determination natures clasp of will.

The superceding passions from the force
Which brought about us seeing what is might
This private sector, social intercourse
Comfirms the prize in efforts of delight.

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