A Late Liberal

Intrepid explorer
She’s set in her ways
And only those paths
We have trodden, she strays

No fan of convention
A mouthpiece for change
Well-meaning, she irks
Those unsocial and strange

Such genuine seekers
Of newfangled truth
Unsettle those given
To dissolute youth

And safe in their havens
Of yoga and crocs
Escape the unshaven,
Unwashable shocks

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Her Intended

She set out to state
Though her marriage of late
Seemed as though it had hit on a rock

There were plenty more things
Still in scope of her dreams
So divorce needn’t come as a shock

Thus her offspring she sat
Minding this friend, or that
While she sought a new father-faced fib

Stepping out with a crew
Of the less well-to-do
Who could all see the cut of her jib

But no fellow she met
Could enchant her own set
So she one-by-one cast them aside

For intent in pursuit
Of less forbidding fruit
She, convinced the world must take her side

Simply would not see sense
When it came to pounds, pence
The result too important to count

To escape from her woes
Ignored any who chose
To point out how her theory panned out

Tarnished Valentine

No good may come of dreaming
I look upon the world
No castled knights, no diamonds ring
But real, cruel and cold

The truer side of romance
Of creamy curds and whey
Beyond the reach of second chance
Who’d only heard today

No gift is given freely
Without a reckoning
Among the clouds of mystery
To you, my love, I sing

The Great Escape

I got out when I had to
When staying grew too painful
Severed ties, lost contact
A deliberate isolation

To be free of their tender,
Merciless clutches, to be
Forever something else,
Aloof, someone untouchable

It didn’t work. Persistence
Persevered through time
And trials, their will
To find some crevice

To lever an unarmoured
Chink in my still-
Fragile shell, their hooks caught
My skin, to dangle

Once more struggling,
Hungry with anger
At fresh bait and old lures
For fish who should know better