From The Womb Of Fire, A Time Of Reprisal (12) Comments

But love survives beneath a tattered veil When clarity of thought softens the mind. Where does the true gem of compassion hide? a great poem indeed. tony

You have a brilliant way with words, a real eorddmith.

Your poems make me imagine a world full of dragons...creepy

Your closing composition is beautiful. But love survives beneath a tattered veil When clarity of thought softens the mind And oft one thinks perhaps to no avail; Where does the true germ of compassion hide Replicating itself beneath the monolith of time?

If i have understood well your poem...you talked about the beginning eith mavros...and the way you used the fire and lava is ecplicit.