Wednesday, 16 September 2015

My Ode to (this) Autumn



Season of clouds and welly-bootfulness,
Close bosom friend of the torrential rain.
Hardly a hint of summer sunfulness,
And bloody winter's on its way again.
I wouldn't mind if I were sporting  tanfulness,
And felt the need for hurricanes and such,
But as it is, my skin is pale with sunlessness,
And in the mirror, I don't like it much.
Soon there'll be mud and snow and freezefulness,
The prospect fills my pallid soul with dread.
But there are always books and  wine and cheesefulness -
I'll spend the next six months, with them. In bed.



 (Sorry. Keats. But your autumns were obviously nicer than ours.)


15 comments:

  1. Thanks for the smile,
    love and commiserations from sunny Scotland.

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    1. No need to be smug, Adrian. Your turn will come...

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  2. That is so funny and so appropriate. Despite what Adrian said it probably applies more to those of us in Scotland's north-west than it does down in Devizes. Four days of sun in September does not compensate for rain at some time every day for four months.

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    1. I think you're very brave to sacrifice s NZ summer for a British winter, Graham!

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    2. Frances it wasn't really my choice. It was one thrust upon me by the medical profession and their desire to keep me alive.

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  3. Love it, love it. Made me smile. Clever too.

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  4. What about chocolatefulness? I wouldn't be able to survive autumn and winter without it! Cheesefulness and books are essentials, too.

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    1. Okay, Meike. I'll take some chocolate, too.

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  5. Great fun, Frances!

    Keats is not spinning in his grave at all; he is merely chuckling with mirthfulness.

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    1. Actually, I love Keats, but I'm not so mad about the Ode.

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  6. Love it and feel exactly the same as you about the forthcoming winter.

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    1. Lynne, I'm already wearing my winter uniform of jeans, shirt, sweater and trainers. No boots yet, though...

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  7. I love this, Frances. Especially 'cheesefulness'. xxx

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    1. Joanna, cheese is the reason I could never become a vegan. I'm not a vegetarian, either, but wouldn't mind being one if I didn't have to cater for carnivores.

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