Cry Havoc!

I close my eyes each night with an impression

of you imprinted in my eyes,

and the obscure reflection of me in yours.

Ravishing softness is subservient

to shadows which eclipse and slaughter

the soul’s submissive sounds.

Annihilate fears, decimate doubt

with voracious, rapacious hunger.

Evocative laughter calls me homeward,

resonant of sleep, resounding beauty.

Cry Havoc! and let slip the pups of peace.

Reviews

[Chris Taylor]

A very mature work here. This is a piece from seasoned writer who knows how to construct well thought out work. I love the line:"Ravishing softness is subservient to shadows which eclipse and slaughter the soul's submissive sounds." The underlining message of letting in all hang out and freeing you "chaos" sometimes is original.
Great write.

[Larry Dyson]

"There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed."
— Ernest Hemingway

"I close my eyes each night with an impression

of you imprinted neath my brows...

and the obscure reflection of me neath yours."

[KATHY SUE SILLS]

Excellent poem! You so brilliantly used the given words and made a poem that had emotional feelings so well penned! Perfectly crafted!

[Kenneth The Poet]

Very, very effective. It really does remind me of a Shakespearean piece. Awesome work, Jeremy.

[Muse]

This poem deserves a Cry of Havoc. Or better yet, bravo! What an artistic point of view to describe your emotions. Well penned my friend.

[Desmund Tiny]

Heartfelt, nice and striking poem! ^^,

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This is amazing, love this!!!

[Teri B]

You make me smile! The emotions in this piece certainly suggest havoc, with sleep "knitting up the ravelled sleave of care" because it is "the balm of hurt minds." Your poem shows the irresistible force meeting the immovabe objects...and moving them! *chuckles*

[rose with love]

drenched in perfection and I like the end. you always say it right.
I enjoyed reading it