Sunday, January 31, 2021

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

Rating: 5.0

Mavros, the first dweller of this earth, lone
Warrior born from the fires of chaos, scarred,
Burned by lava rock, his meteor eyes shone
With crushing intelligence, footed for war,

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Captain Cur
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Dr. Antony Theodore 01 February 2021

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

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David Wood 01 February 2021

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

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Diane Hine 01 February 2021

An indictment on our war torn world. Is this blighted landscape where we're heading? I like the note of hope at the end. A great series! ng

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Kostas Lagos 31 January 2021

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

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Varsha M 31 January 2021

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?

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Varsha M 31 January 2021

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.

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