The Approaching Season Poem by JAMES ROBERTS
The Approaching Season
Now winter nights grow long.
Full to the brim with blustery hours,
And clouds their lightning discharge
Upon the office towers.
And rain does now and again,
Dimple the sandy plage
Let now the fires blaze,
And cups over flow with wine;
Let our well-tuned poetry amaze
With harmony divine.
Then yellow waxen street so bright
Shall shine on honeyed love,
While love revealed, in the fire light
Comforts and bequites
Sleep’s leaden spells shall not remove.
Loves pleasures and delights
Which is at times all we have
To shorten winters nights
This very well penned piece is warming and conjurs images of winter nights sat by the fire warm and cosy, thanks James, Lynda xx *10*
I love this one Jim - it has the quiet serene feel of the darker season and the difference between. The sense of the lines is refined to a knife-edged description of what we exdpect in the winter months....... well written... and top marks.... from Fay......10 + + +
Very Betjeman opening. Lovely poem. See 'Autumnal' Thank you.
well narrated poem..nice write and to read..great verses... Ency Bearis
This reads so well Jim - written with an archaic word form and feels cosy and warm with approaching winter and it's 'blustery hours' well accounted for. First rate verse. Kindest wishes from Fay.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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This poem flows as naturally as the seasons. I loved it. A '10! ' from me, James! Best Wishes, Marilyn