Journeyman's Row

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***  October 11, 2016  -  June 30, 2021  ***

“A Loving Juliet”

Poem written by: Jim R. Irion

It is an honest shame,

       an empty terrible pain,

not to have had a chance yet

       to find a loving Juliet.

Plenty of times I have tried;

       many times they have lied.

I wanted the commitment.

       They flaunted being ignorant.

I tried the clichéd hero role,

       the compassionate and caring Romeo,

the knight in shining armor,

       that nice guy in the corner.

I put myself on the line,

       regardless of the day or time.

No matter what it would take;

       felt like the right choice to make.

Now, most of my peers

       have found their dears.

I feel like I’m the last

       guy picked for gym class.

Missed opportunities all along;

       never knowing what I did wrong.

So many missed social cues.

       Autism had me confused.

By then, it was too late.

       I was almost thirty eight.

Here I am all alone.

       No Juliet to call my own.

Melanie, Becky, Lacey, Jenny;

       just the first four of many.

What does it matter now?

       I’m almost forty anyhow.

No sexy good looks

       or bulging muscles to flex.

No fat pay checks

       or flashy new cars yet.

I already tried online dating

       when I thought my luck was fading.

All I got was more chicanery.

       Then I stopped because of misery.

I don’t know what to do anymore

       to find this true love I pine for.

Before I invest in a casket...

       I long to find a loving Juliet.