Gert Strydom

Bronze Star - 2,060 Points (03 April 1964 / Johannesburg, South Africa)

Far Too Many Places Are Now Bereft (Roundelay) - Poem by Gert Strydom

Far too many places are now bereft
of marches and streams, that was not left;
robbed of their wilderness, even the hills,
where man constructs and builds as he wills.

Iron electric pylons like naked scarecrows
are almost everywhere that one goes
with smoke, pollutants and technology’s ills;
where man constructs and builds as he wills.


Comments about Far Too Many Places Are Now Bereft (Roundelay) by Gert Strydom

  • Silver Star - 3,265 Points Pradip Chattopadhyay (6/7/2013 6:11:00 AM)

    A truth poignantly penned with brevity.10. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, June 7, 2013

Poem Edited: Thursday, August 1, 2013


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