Where’s my Mr Darcy then?
That’s what I want to know
That shy and brooding countenance
That deftly hidden glow?
Jane Austen knew a thing or two
Of civility and charm
Of poetry and pretty words
That leave a girl disarmed
Where are those brave and secret deeds?
Where dignity and honor?
When all else in the world would throw
Their judging eyes upon her?
I’d dance the dances that she tells
I’d brave those stately halls
If only someone Darcy-esque
Would kindly make the call
I know it seems in retrospect
Jane Austen’s world does shine
With something deeper of romance
Than I can find in mine.
Where’s my Mr Darcy then
Where romance pure and grand?
The only thing I know for sure
It’s nowhere near to hand.
(c) Helen Valentina 2013, All Rights Reserved
helenvalentina 
Beautiful, beautiful!!! I have always loved Jane Austen! Love her books & the movies based upon her novels!! Beautifully written my friend!!
Thank you so much! I agree so much re Jane Austen. 🙂
This is a great poem, and very true! I’m not going to find a Mr. Darcy in this age – and though I think Jane Austen’s time had a wonderful charm, I’ve found someone other than a Mr. Darcy 😉
Thank you – glad you’ve found your own special someone, even if we can’t clone Mr Darcy!! 🙂
It’s sad but I’ll get over it I think!
Wonderful!!!!!! Your work delights my heart!!
Thank you so much! I feel the same way about your work. 🙂
Oh Darcy’s been my first love, and may I add, you have a way with words 🙂 Lovely blog!
Thank you so much! 🙂 And I totally agree re Mr Darcy…makes it hard for reality to live up to the dream,eh? Just aren’t many Mr Darcys around…