What I love
about churches are their cold echo
What I hate
about politicians are their change of tune
What I love
about the Landrover is its steadfastness of character
What I hate
about liars is their culpability
What I love
about smoke is its fire and brimstone
What hate
about tabloids is their lack of fine print
What I love
about Tambourine is her amber freckles, unrealised divination and experienced
youthfulness
What I hate
about Mary’s husband (Andrew) is his sly unrealised arrogance and sleek new
trainers
What I love
about Gem-stone is her unwavering iridescence, humour and love
What I hate
about rhythm is the bars that beat around and about me
What I love
about William is his kindred spirit
What I hate
about South Africa is its unfortunately timed Orwellian manifestation
What I love
about St. Nick is his willingness to involve and challenge me
What I hate
about bottles are their bottoms
What I love
about poetry is its girth and potential, its liberty and open road
What I hate about
Eden is its unthoughtful paradigmatic ideology
What I love
about the light-bulb is its refusal to be stifled
What I hate
about creation is its ability to allude me
What I love
about love is currently a mystery
What I hate
about hate is its capacity for blindness
What I love
about hate is its place on the emotional spectrum
What I hate
about love is its theft
What I love
about Juan-Henri is our propensity to concur
What I hate
about Jack is his lack of mastery and uneducated southern drool
What I love
about St. Steven is his ability to laugh at himself with the happiness of
others in mind
What I hate
about Christmas is its hollow annual metaphors
What I love
about the wind depends on which way it’s blowing
What I hate
about derelict buildings is the older they get the more stubborn they become
What I love
about a cloud is its Eye of Providence – omniscient, bird’s eye view
What I hate
about you, wretched cancer, is your abhorrence for reason, justice and fair
play
What I love
about the outsider is his underdog chance, his view looking in, and his
eventually and inevitable triumph against the odds
What I love
about the mountain air is its palpable, gulpable crystal-clean purity and
soothing cerebral refresh
And what I
love about us is we all agree
