In your denial's desert
orphaned anymore the memories are frozen.
How will flowers sprout again
in a deserted frozen landscape?
Even in a desert, blooms can sprout! In the same way if we really desire, strained relationships can be set right even in the most adverse circumstances! Resurgence is always possible! A beautiful and meaningful poem
Thank you, dear Lady for commenting it. Thanks for your kind word.
Like the conifer tree, some loves manage to endure through frozen climate...there is always hope for Spring...there is always a sparkle of love in heart, sufficient to ignite a fire again!
Thank you Mihaela for having noticed it.By the way have you published your poems with my translation?
Marvelous! love the imagery and choice of words. Thanks for sharing.
Aloha Dimitrios... Merry Christmas My Brother! A fine bit of prose herein... that closing line may have made a fine title... Where we in our limited senses of our own humanity go wrong is there... becoming pitiful heaps of dung clogging up bitter creeks... not aware that none of this experience is what it appears to be... some much for the games of gods and such things... All of the best from this life, to you, and all of your relations... Michaelw1two
Thank you, dear, for your generous words.