My travels in the hell

reading your final comment I could put this poem in context. This is a sad and yet passionatte write, with a weary eye towards the brown side of the road, and how things used to be. You made wasteland forbodeing, intense, and yet, beautiful. This is probably the most powerful thing I've read from you yet. Mark W.

This is a powerful piece of writing. I think this is best I have seen so far from you. The images are crystal clear, especially in these lines:- The raods ,I ve travelled seemsas hell Just a road with out green trees in the sides Only wheeled animels flown here and there and exhausting a large volume of black smoke There are a couple of typing errors. Raods should read roads and seemas should read seem as. Apart from that I really enjoyed reading this. It has an edge that I haven't seen before in your work and it's brilliant. Kaz x It's impossible to smile on the outside without feeling better on the inside.

your sadness in this makes it very human. But please check you spelling and punctuation, my friend, it does detract a little from your work. cheers, Jess

and distract you with a hitchhikers story. In ink, David