Havoc Poems

Havoc Manuscript

Havoc Manuscript  
Rook goes horizontally and vertically 
Poems written with no boundaries 
A bishop slides diagonally 
With anxious hand writing 
Absurd mind deeply rasing 
Rigid thoughts through empty spaces 
Solitude toward hemlock flowers 
A havoc manuscript 
Time line is over due 
With poetic efforts 
Written fluent wing letters 
Slumber into the night 
Short stories

Lets Not

‘Cry “havoc!” and let slip the dogs of war‘
(Julius Caesar, Act 3, Scene 1)


Let’s cry peace and not release the dogs!

Havoc

Tries to be ambitious 
At Least once in a lifetime to be called precious
Society taught to be cautious 
Uncertainty was seemed
Everyone thought that they were schemed 
Couldn’t fit in the field
Plasted with a smile
Thought to dry the nile
Of her dreams to be fine
Once in a lifetime shown a minute shine 
They was nil to call

Change The World

Looking out the window of life what do I see
It is a far different world from what it used to be
We must all work together to make life a pleasure not just for a select few
Everyone is entitled to have their dreams come true
Negativity has swept the world creating havoc at every turn
To change this

Chaos

Chaos
Into the maelstrom of blood flinging and flooded diarrhea
Swirling amidst a vortex of needle and .
There I stand at the middle of it all.
The central point of this orbit of noxious madness.
The nucleus at the heart of rotten insanity.
A whirlpool of hot garbage circling around me, the core.
An iris in fusion vomiting molten liquid metal upon

I Am Havoc

I am Havoc
born in a Maelstrom
of raging Chaos
that forms perfect Pandemonium
where Calamity breathes Mayhem
birthing Devastation
so my advice to you my dear
give Billy Joel a call
he may just be the lunatic
you are looking for

   OKC   6/22

I Shouldn'T Have Loved You the Way I Did

The sun now sheds tears,
Making the sky, less fenced
Inputting in me, strong hell
Harvesting on earth, ill sense

I was a snapping camera,
Now I am the major general
Making the problem my sitting throne
Housing with me, odious loans

I advise with great caption,
Making you believe my fake action,
And causing your heart to be well textured 
The pains now are

Havoc At Halloween

Blackie mounts my broomstick every Halloween
With her silky coat and eyes of emerald green
We’re silhouetted in the moonbeam's gleam
Kitty meows so loudly if ever we are seen
Children point at us and let out a scream

Look at that black cat and the warty old witch
Blackie’s hackles rise, her meow rises in pitch -
I wish my black

Havoc

An introduction to the I, not known through the eyes of the clouded.

 Our nature, strained by duality. 

Dedication of words hold hostage to expression. 

Our spirit, lingering in strife. 

The birth of strength, overrode by insecurity.

 The playful innocence, disowned.

The core waits for forgiveness, from the self-absorbed.

Waiting patiently, havoc surrenders to the unknown.

Sailing Away From Dark That Wrecks Havoc On Earth

From my blog on, Amoretti LXXV, by Edmund Spenser
my tribute poem included below,
 
Sailing Away From Dark That Wrecks Havoc On Earth
 
Earth left cursing in raging anger and sad roars
horrid spinning mess, its great darkness raining fear
vast teeming multitudes, with evil shore to shore
lies, wicked beasts, future never really clear. 
These new waters, horizon

Havoc

'Tis like I walk knee deep in mud
Where once though I was gliding,
Had my heart misunderstood
You now seem undeciding.

Love I thought came to the fore
My eager heart was flying,
Yet now it lay upon the floor
Were all my hopes now dying.

I dared not guess, nor enquire,
I was awash with dread,
Oh how love, rife with desire
Wrought havoc

Propensity To Cause Havoc

the pitter patter
little feet of rain unkempt
needs to hibernate

wicked still ~ harsh tornadic
spin that upended Nashville

3/3/2020

Water Havoc

Earth is fully lost
as far and wide one can see
water bodies seen!

Pandemonium

Pandemonium packs a powerful punch,
persisting pitifully in its path.
Such a pretentious, pernicious prat,
pilfering everything;
Producing panic.

I’ll make pandemonium pay;
Penning a poem that puts
Pratt pandemonium in it’s place, 
permanently.


10-23-2020
Alliteration 004 (I prefer old poems) Poetry Contest
Poet Destroyer A

Hatred Is Wreaking Havoc

Please get something through your head
When we're cut we all bleed red
Our emotions are the same
So there is no need to blame
The differences you think we might
Have on something wrong-- not right
Beating hearts are in us all
We all stumble-- we all fall
The decisions we all make
In our lives can sometimes break
Us into people that are

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