Why should it be so hard to find a True
Romantic on this jingly-jangly sphere?
(Jingly for the money-rattling bijoux
and jangly for the empty heart veneer).
Chivalry and knighthood now ‘outmoded’;
alliteration, rhyme – form! – ‘out of date’.
Concepts of the troubadour exploded;
the patronage of arts they abrogate.
But hope is not extinguished as a whole;
for hard to find does not mean cannot be.
There’s still a crowd of kin who keep their soul
from fashion, trend-dictated poetry.
I know I speak for many in this song.
Our time to shine will come. It won’t be long.
© Alan Morrison, 2013