I Love And Hate Poem by John Carter Brown

I Love And Hate

Rating: 5.0


I love and hate this time of year
The damp, the cold, the drawing near
Of frost returning o'er the stones,
The chill enveloping my bones,
The songbirds that I see no more,
These things all freeze me to the core;

When nature draws her curtains tight
Replacing daylight with the night;
When winter, round the corner peeps,
And hibernators start their sleeps;
When autumn waves a brisk goodbye,
These thing I hate, but wonder why.

I love and hate this time, and yet
I should remember, not regret,
That round and round the cycle winds
The seasons, with their several kinds;
The rising of the spring-birthed green
Upon the eye, the freshest scene;

The summer blaze, the cobalt sky.
It's not for me then to deny
The spirit of the yearly round,
It's place upon this earthly ground.

I wait for swallows on the wing,
And must look forward to the spring.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
(Written Sept 2013)
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Noreen Carden 11 September 2013

Hello John this is a lovely poem with great description s of all the seasons

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Mary Forrester 11 September 2013

A lovely poem John, enjoyed the read.

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Lorraine Colon 11 September 2013

Very nice poem. Just when I've had enough of one season, it changes. I look forward to them all.

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Olugbenga Ayoola 13 September 2013

sincerely u decide award about dis particular poem, d metre of dis poem is meaningful, and every line end Rytm with each other, i giv u 10+++

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Joseph Anderson 19 September 2013

It might be plain and simple, but it is plainly beautiful.You built in much image of thought throughout. This would make great song and those last two lines would be great in refrain or chorus

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Denis Mair 05 March 2024

Very skillful. This reminds me of John Clare's descriptions of nature.

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Mihaela Pirjol 22 July 2014

A lovely poem about seasons, with great rhyme and rhythm.I enjoyed reading it.

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Heather Wilkins 22 October 2013

All seasons are nice. I enjoy the changing of seasons. Heat in summer cold in winter and the in between. lovely write by the poet

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Marvin Brato 24 September 2013

Excellent rhyming with sentiments of substance!

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Inwalked Bud 19 September 2013

Nice poem John.. I too dread the cold of winter, but without it, I think I would not appreciate spring quite as much...I always look forward to the changing of the seasons no matter which one it is...By the end of summer, I look forward to fall and the end of the heat of summer..Frankly, at my age, the seasons fly by so quickly now that they seem to change in a flash!

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