Our Favourite Subject Poem by Ernestine Northover

Our Favourite Subject

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Let us discuss our weather,
For it's what we English do,
Sometimes it pours, hell for leather,
And sometimes the sky is blue.

It is forever changing,
The forecast can be dire,
And temperatures can be ranging,
From cold to hot as fire.

We moan, when it is sizzling,
We moan, when it's cold and raw,
We moan, when it is drizzling,
And when it's snowing, even more.

It is our favourite subject,
Talked of from morn till night,
We never know what to expect,
Whether Centigrade or Fahrenheit.

With winds that blow and bluster,
And snow that can coat the ground,
Blizzards too, which will muster
In drifts. Then all becomes snowbound.

It's a great topic that is easy,
When getting a conversation to start,
One can talk about stormy or breezy,
Then go on to a real heart to heart.

Let us discuss the weather,
For it's what we English do,
It puts us at the end of our tether,
Yet it's something we have to pursue.

© Ernestine Northover

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Frank James Ryan Jr...fjr 08 August 2006

Sounds to me that someone gave you the wrong directions whilst on th' mighty Atlantic, perhaps spinning you unconsciously in and back out of the Bermuda Triangle, or perhaps engulfed in the riptides of the infamous Angry Flemish Cap....Because Ernestine, my dear & loyal friend in true....you're in NEW YORK! ! ! Great piece, fine typical Northover meticuli....Stellar Penning, my dear! ''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''FRANK/fjr

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Lyba Fatima 26 March 2019

I want to see this poem

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Esther Leclerc 10 August 2006

A comprehensive and humorous take on the subject, Ernestine! Very enjoyable and oh so true, the comaraderie that is engendered anywhere in England when the weather takes a turn! Thank you for the reminder, and much love to you for the smiles you give us! Esther : ]

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Duncan Wyllie 08 August 2006

Dear Ernestine this is so true When will we see the beauty in every season We moan, when it is sizzling, We moan, when it's cold and raw, We moan, when it is drizzling, And when it's snowing, even more. Something to be gained from each Thankyou Ernestine this was yet another one of your greats Love duncan XXX

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Sid John Gardner. 08 August 2006

In Scotland it is pointless to discuss the weather as it changes before you can finish what you want to say. Great poem Ernestine Sid John xx

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Chuck Audette 08 August 2006

Ahh, the favorite *opening* subject... Perfectly rhymed and metered as always. Beautiful one, Ernestine. -chuck

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