Written by Susan Lane SLCM Keeper of ColourMine
Dating: Following a bereavement, I have found that the changes in dating I’ve faced recently have gone far beyond anything I ever expected; I think maybe some compromises on my part will be needed.
Joining the Dating Scene
It’s a bit daunting this new way of meeting a new man for me
It’s not written ads in the paper, meeting in a pub or on the street
Nowadays its apps on your phone with photos, bios
Letting other people know that you’re alone
You look at their profile and if they appeal
Then you click like and if they reply then it starts to get real
Quite often they don’t reply, it doesn’t matter
That profile was only a suggestion no need to sit and cry
Dating Casual, ONS, FWB
Or even something lasting long-term
Is what lots of people are looking for including me
It would be with someone they haven’t yet seen
Strangely enough you don’t even know where they’ve been
It seems quite strange for me at my time of life
That young men click on my profile, then they click like
I must admit that at my age, it’s quite flattering you see
To have a younger man possibly fancying me
Although I do mentally question their intentions
Regarding their choice of someone
Who to them would be considered old, like me
I know it used to be more common,
Maybe a generational thing,
For an older man to chase young women
And have them on their arm, proud to be seen
Proving he was a stud not just someone elderly
Now it would seem that the tables are turning
And younger men are, in the same way, considering me
Although I really don’t understand what the fascination is
It’s not as though they can’t see my age which is there quite clearly
It prominently says that I’m 64
So, what would a man
In his 20s, 30s or 40s want to contact me for?
Do they not realise that if we got physically closer
Although chunky, I’d be a bit saggy not lean
Do they really think I’ll dig their scene
Listening to their music, well, no probably not me.
Although I do like lots of different things
I don’t suppose their music scene is something
Towards which I would lean.
And if they think I might be interested
In running around the streets
Well, no that’s not me
They’ve probably even got a whole friendship base
Away from me
I would much prefer to sit
Chat over a cup of tea
And would I eventually like them living with me
Well, quite possibly not, I love my own space
And think it’s quite good them living in their own place
I can wander around naked and free
Enjoying my afternoon tea
Whilst I type up my ColourMine poetry
I also don’t understand the way they dress
For me when I was that age, I was so proud
To dress up, to meet other people on the street
Now it seems that it’s agreeable you see
To go out all the time in torn jeans or trackies
Quite often with their bum to be seen
Well, I’m not sure that’s what I consider to be
What you’d wear on a first date, or maybe that’s just me
So, on that basis I think for me
It’ll just be friendship on the cards, you see
Because to me, they don’t seem to make a proper effort, so,
I think I shall just enjoy the coffee date and that’ll be it for me
It’s not that I don’t appreciate that they’ve clicked to like me
But if they want to meet, then why not at least improve their dress?
Because I know I’m important enough to impress
Then it proves to me they made an effort
Not just picked up something from off the floor
And then just dashed out the door?
But like I say, maybe it’s just me sticking to outcast ideas
And conventionality.
Although, why, if you want to impress, wouldn’t you at least,
Learn how to dress to impress, someone who’s slightly aged, hehe
Obviously, they need to understand some old school values
That would impress their nan, and which would show her
That he’s dressed less like a child and more like a man
That’s the kind of person who I’d like to see
Not someone who’s dressed to go to the park
With children, nephews, nieces for play and ice-cream
Showing their Calvin Klein's doesn’t impress me
Now I’m going to grab a cup of tea and check on that app
Just to see who’s next in line, and not prepared to meet me, hehe
I’m also wondering if you would agree with me?
Perhaps I’m being fussy, well, not to me
Any dating man that gets to know me would,
Hopefully feel fortunate to have me
And now I’m just going to sit and sip on my cup of tea,
Won’t you join me for a ColourMine read?
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