Autumn, A Season Of Foreboding… #keats #poem #poetry

John Keats wrote, frankly, dippy poems with c9mplicated rhyming schemes yet the British public voted ‘Autumn’ as their sixth favourite poem. Autumn. Hmm, mists and mellow fruitfulness, eh? What about drunk wasps on a stinging spree. Or bloody conkers dropping on your noggin without so much as a by your leave. And don’t get me on all those crisp leaves that carpet the pavement and hide that malificent, glutinous dog turd…

Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness

Like that time that mother cried cos dad ran off

With Gail from next door, snotty nose, hair a mess

And her cold hard hands, and her smoker’s cough.

I didn’t mind him going much cos he’d stopped my

Pocket money. It wasn’t fair, not really as Chris’d

Taken the last of the  fruit pastels from 

Dad’s supply. He said he didn’t want to – sigh –

But he had no choice cos if Gail missed

It she’d take it out on him and when pissed

Off she was horrid. I never liked Autumn. 

About TanGental

My name is Geoff Le Pard. Once I was a lawyer; now I am a writer. I've published several books: a four book series following Harry Spittle as he grows from hapless student to hapless partner in a London law firm; four others in different genres; a book of poetry; four anthologies of short fiction; and a memoir of my mother. I have several more in the pipeline. I have been blogging regularly since 2014, on topic as diverse as: poetry based on famous poems; memories from my life; my garden; my dog; a whole variety of short fiction; my attempts at baking and food; travel and the consequent disasters; theatre, film and book reviews; and the occasional thought piece. Mostly it is whatever takes my fancy. I avoid politics, mostly, and religion, always. I don't mean to upset anyone but if I do, well, sorry and I suggest you go elsewhere. These are my thoughts and no one else is to blame. If you want to nab anything I post, please acknowledge where it came from.
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13 Responses to Autumn, A Season Of Foreboding… #keats #poem #poetry

  1. willowdot21 says:

    Gail , Gail the harbinger of winter, in Autumn, wail! 💜

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Hast thou wizard mind been put asunder
    By Keats warblings of Autumn’s wonder?
    May your dismay be of rapid dispatch
    By this most clever and petulant patch!

    (Just saying! With utmost good humor! ♥)

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  3. Good one!! BTW a conker fell on my head a couple of months past – perfect timing by the little blighter! I felt like Chicken Little for a moment – it hurt!!

    Liked by 1 person

  4. trifflepudling says:

    Mellow frightfulness, more like. I hate Autumn …

    Liked by 1 person

  5. JT Twissel says:

    Oh the horror – drunk wasps on a stinging spree and the hidden landmines of poop – no wonder you hate Autumn!

    Liked by 1 person

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