Dawn Of The New Romantics

superboyWhen I was a young boy living in the shared bedroom at the old family home, my brother and I would jump across from one bed to the other, convinced that the more we did this, vast super powers of flight were being stowed upon us and that he and I would become eventually, the crime fighting superhero double act! This of course and unfortunately never came into fruition, mostly due to my brothers urge to travel to Oxford and become an actor, and my decision that such dreams should be locked away, in the memories of a happy, carefree childhood. However despite this disregard for the realisation of an impossible dream, fragments have stayed with us; they hide laying dormant until they hear that remarkable fanfare from Superman or Star Wars, tunes so inspiring; they would have you believe that anything in your life was possible! Shivers race up our spines and thoughts of heroism fill our bodies, flooding ours minds, for we are part of a league of men unlike most. We are not the metrosexuals or the insecure gym fairies, nor are we the footballing wannabes; we are quite simply, the romantics.

A tramp, a gentleman, a poet, a dreamer, a lonely fellow, always hopeful of romance and adventure. Charlie Chaplin

Jet Black MarmaladeOverlooked and misunderstood by many, this select group of men are not boys with wide eyed unachievable dreams, they are built by passion, driven by adventure and succeed in every aspect of their life. They read people in order to gain tolerance of opinions, and enjoy the artistic efforts of others gifted and driven to achieving such skill. Emotionally intelligent they talk about feelings and reflect on past experiences. Any story from any genre can affect them, and certain scores of music can even make them cry. They never forget the fate navigators, that step briefly into their world leaving various lessons or fond memories behind. A soul that is forever pensive and forthcoming, an excellent host and sublime conversationalist. Ready to defend his opinions with tolerance of others feelings and mistakes, quick to forgive, slow to forget. A man who spends his money, as he knows that death can come at anytime, unafraid for what uncertain adventures could such an experience bring. His heart hangs from his sleeve, his emotions roll from the tip of his tongue. A man that is full of more love than any friend could ever wish to share, and any lover wishes to behold. A kind and gentle man that wants nothing more than to keep you laughing.
Don’t walk behind me; I may not lead. Don’t walk in front of me; I may not follow. Just walk beside me and be my friend. Albert Camus
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31 responses to “Dawn Of The New Romantics

  1. Yes!
    Yes, yes, yes!
    Yes!
    I’m reblogging this, I really can’t help myself–Huzzah for the new age of the Romantics!

  2. Reblogged this on Ponderingspawned and commented:
    I couldn’t help but reblog this!

  3. THAT, is good writing. The romantics…. I love being around them.

  4. Reblogged this on Wine, Women & Wordplay and commented:
    I have been out of town, out of reach and out of time, but I found this today and thought it was lovely and should be shared. Vive the new romantics!

  5. Kate

    Where do I find me one of these guys?

  6. Keep up the great writing / blog! I’ll be “borrowing” a bit of this for my blog (to be posted in a few days). The post will contain a link back to your site and to this specific post.

  7. Welcome to WWWW. I just saw Chaplin on Broadway and will forever think of him as the ultimate romantic. You’re in good company :)

  8. Pingback: Romantics « Kevin Barrett's Blog

  9. Romancing a stone-cold world – hear hear! Super-romance on!

  10. Thanks for the follow man, I like your style, very intelligent and readable :)

  11. inkspeare

    I loved this! It brought memories of a little girl with a towel wrapped around her neck, jumping from a balcony ( not too high at all). I enjoyed this post very much :)

  12. Intense. Like being physically touched. AMAZING writing! Loved it.

  13. This is terrific stuff. I’m so glad to have stumbled upon your work, which, frankly, happened because you were kind enough to stumble upon mine. Looking forward to more!

  14. Ah tearmatt, you are describing some of the best men I know. i didn’t know there was an official name for them; I call them “blessings” and join you in your celebration of such wonderful beings.

    Thank you for coming to visit and I look forward to our paths crossing from time to time.

  15. Thanks 4 such a wonderful read. Ans I liked the quotes you used. Inspiratonal stuff!

  16. In a world of where everyone should want to be a superhero, so we are told, this paean to ordinariness touches a chord.

  17. Hilda Steyn

    Thanks for visiting and following my blog http://www.broomformybrain.wordpress.com. I am so glad you did. Your blog is fantastic and inspiring. I am blessed to be married to such a man as described in your blog above.

  18. First time visiting you and I am so glad I did. What a wonderful piece. Thank you!

  19. “If growing up means it would be beneath my dignity to climb a tree, Ill never grow up, never grow up, never grow up! Not me!”-J.M. Barrie
    You can always be a hero! love your style

  20. mja

    Brilliant! Thank you for writing this.

  21. the walk beside me quote lived on my bedroom wall for most of my childhood…interesting that when i’m given the privilege of “walking beside” someone for a season or longer in this life that it is very fulfilling. what we put in front of us, what we say about ourselves…our minds open the door widest to. beautifully written post waking up those heart-stirring child super hero memories for so many people i’m sure. xo –kris

  22. mja

    Reblogged this on North of the Sunrise and commented:
    Exactly!

  23. Marie Virgus

    Amazingly well-worded. I just wish I could find a guy like that.

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