In My Garden Comments

such a lovely poem. very niceand refreshing. i felt as if i was there. pl see my 3 new poems 1. a prayer for children 2. walk through life 3. what makes you so special

I often sit in my garden as well and pray that everyone in this world would just take the time to stop and smell the roses.... if they could appreciate the little things maybe then peace would be in the 'not too far' distance.... Nice poem - something I myself can relate to - the same questions seem to cross my mind on a daily basis.

dear bob, i am a garden lover too! forget everything when i am there.when we sit and relax, many thoughts make their way to our minds, which are disturbing and irritating, specially over those we have no control.politics, is a dirty game.too much power, irresponsibly used, has negative results.your poem is beautiful, a blend of natures beauty, and the reality of materialism.

Sat in my garden reading, feeling the gold of day then your mood changed, dark nights of the soul! Hero''s forgotten overnight, Our young people playing the deadly game politicians and leaders control. Can we believe that we will see friend greeting foe, I cannot. As the song goes it's all an illusion. Powerful write Bob

After taking me through the beauty of seasons, you gently take the reader to the ugliness with which man has polluted his life. all humanity is crying for good sense to prevail and peace reign...very thought provoking lovely and moving 10 mamta

A sublime juxtaposition of the pastoral and the political. Your passion becomes you. Your garden sounds lovely. This one is definitely worth reading and re-reading. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

And i wholeheartedly agree with you..a nice and a pleasure to read..Thanks Bob for sharing your thoughts.

one from the heart- agreat thought. all our organisations are governed by fear, fear can only destroy-10

Amen, Amen and Amen again to the hopeful wish you so succinctly brought out towards the end of the piece. Wonderful to read through aloud. Thank you Bob.

beautiful poem, bob...the line ' his love wasted and his charity ignored' is to me most eye catching, in the garden there... 10

An excellent poem Bob, the contrast between your lovely peaceful garden full of the wonders of nature, and then man's inhumanity to man, and the question why? We hope for a future without war, hunger an poverty, lets hope it is not a distant dream, Best wishes Lynda xxxx

Indeed a brilliant poem Bob, it seems Gods garden is getting overgrown with weeds, regards Bob

You have chosen your garden with great aesthetics. It is a superb piece of poetry: Your garden is girdled up with universal spirituality That takes care of every triviality; It measures up the the Sun, the Moon, the Eart and the sky, Work in unison with plants, animals and the birds that fly. It is only man that sounds a discordant note Who generally sails on a staggering boat; In his own cobweb weaves the woes That always keep him on his toes.

This is a brilliant poem. beautifully expressed, topten i say

The soul of a concerned, thoughtful man comes through this fine poem of contrast. You point out splendidly how peaceful, beautiful places make us wonder why the rest of the world can't be more like a garden. As Wordsworth put it best: the world is too much with us/getting and spending, etc. Keep on feeling those angry feelings; it takes courage in these dark days to really care about things, but we have to keep awake. Keep writing.

Splendid work Bob, the beauty of the garden... the trials of man combined with nature and a touch of opinion. Well versed!

From the serene to the rant. I admire this piece and it goes without saying agree with your forcefully scribed sentiments. t x