Comments : The Place Where We Live and Die

  • 7 years ago

    by Ben Pickard

    Hello Gel

    There is nothing that upsets me quite as much as strolling through the countryside and happening upon litter: bags, bottles, clothes - anything. It's such a blight on the surroundings and such a selfish act.
    Another deep and intelligent write from you.

    SL

  • 7 years ago

    by Mr. Darcy

    Lovely, well described Earth poem.

    Well done,

    Michael