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Colleen’s challenge this week is to pen a syllabic poem using synonyms for “transition” and “harmony.”  I have used the reverse cinquain form to approach this.  I have tried to capture the melding of the two people into one which comes when individuals become a couple in a relationship. I hope you will enjoy it.

A metamorphosis of life
Grow ever more in tune
Kindred spirits


Colleen’s 2020 Weekly Poetry Challenge No. 177 #SynonymsOnly:  transition & harmony

Your Tune Goes On

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The piano’s silent now

And yet your tune* goes on.



*My wife Dianne was a classical pianist and musical accompanist.  I lost her back in September, but her “tune” still fills my life.


Weekend Writing Prompt #155 – Tune  in 10 words



Three A.M.


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“Turn off the light, I’m trying to sleep,

It’s your own fault that you can’t settle.

I said don’t eat –

All those plates that you heap –

You’ll only regret eating it later.

It’s not the three pizzas, that you devoured with one breath?

There’s something else on your mind – that’s the matter?

Then give me a moment to put on the kettle,

You can tell all about what’s on your mind,

I may be tired, having had a long day,

But that’s no reason I cannot be kind.”




A salute to all of the patient and loving spouses and partners who make our lives rich.


Photo Challenge #299






“The Two Shall Be As One”

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There is much wrong in society with the male – female “power” dynamic.  There is a sad reality of male privilege.  There are still those who speak of female inferiority.  Some stress “the fall” as being “Eve’s fault.”  But our relationships should not be based on blame.  First of all, Genesis 1 tells us that ” . . . God created mankind in his own image, in the image of God he created them; male and female he created them.”  Both men and women are made in the image of God.  But then we are given an account on the means of creation. “So the Lord God caused the man to fall into a deep sleep; and while he was sleeping, he took one of the man’s ribs and then closed up the place with flesh. Then the Lord God made a woman from the rib he had taken out of the man, and he brought her to the man.  The man said, ‘This is now bone of my bones and flesh of my flesh; she shall be called ‘woman,’ for she was taken out of man’ (Chapter 2: 21-23).”

Here we can reflect on the observation hared with me by a rabbi.  “Eve was made not from Adam’s heel – that he might stand over her.  Nor was she created from his head, that she might rule over him.  But she was made from his side, that they might stand side by side as partners.”

But even this falls short of the full biblical guide to male – female relationship.  Paul writes in Ephesians 5:25, “Husbands, love your wives, just as Christ loved the church and gave himself up for her.”

I found an interesting quote in one of Dianne’s study journals that really captures this concept. “Eve came from Adam’s side, and similarly at the crucifixion Jesus side was broken, so his bride could be released from within also, that is us, His Church (Gene Edwards).”

The only power dynamic that should be in a relationship is that of love.  Relationship is not built on “might.”  It is not built on fault or guilt.  It is not built on earning power or social standing, but on mutual support, partnership, and love.  A love so great as when Christ laid down His life for His church.



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The couple lay side by side in bed.  Though they were met at the hip, there was no other contact, nor was a word spoken.  She silently worked her sudoku, while he scanned his messages on his lap top.

“Hey Sweetie, Don and Eva emailed and want to know if we would like some visitors.”

“Tell them not today, I’m really not up to it.”

“Okay, done,” he said.  “They said let them know when you are up to it, and hope you are feeling better soon.”

“That’s sweet of them,” she said. “I really just need to be by myself today,” she said reaching out her hand and pulling him closer.


Sunday Writing Prompt “Intimacy”

Shooting Star: A Haibun (with double haiku)


Dark, Darkness, Meteor, Night

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I drove past a quiet lay-by today.  It was the same one that a couple of years ago I went to with my wife to observe a meteor storm.  The ambient light in our little town made seeing the spectacle difficult so we drove a couple of miles out of town and parked to watch the light show.  It remains a memorable experience, and even more so since she is now gone.

A flash of brilliance
Streak of light lifting the heart
So swiftly passing

You too a life-light
Giving incredible joy
But you to have passed



The Good Wife

Diamond, Diamonds, Gem, Gemstone, Ruby


More precious than rubies the Proverb does say

This is a maxim – I cannot gainsay

Each morning my life examined – now that she’s gone

Accenting little things – for which I now long

I put on the jumper – I said I didn’t need

But in her wisdom – my objection – she didn’t heed

Now that the weather has taken a chilly turn

I’m sure she would smile that to that sweater I did turn

I got a little tickle in my throat as it became sore

And the right medicine was waiting as I opened the drawer

My well-being was ever her diligent concern

These little touches,  I now – for myself must learn

More precious than rubies

More valuable than gold

A loving wife’s value

Is beyond what can be told



Proverbs 31


Heart, Wedding, Marriage, Hands, Romantic, Marry


To have and to hold

To otherwise keep

It is a promise

Of commitment deep


A promise eternal

Forever and a day

Forsaking all others

Never to stray


Simple words full of meaning

Full of hope – bright

On each other leaning

Come whatever might



d’Verse Quadrille #91 – Keep

“This week I’d like you to take any meaning, form or compound of the word keep, and write a poem of exactly 44 words (not counting your title), including the prompt word.”







Truth Hurts

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John sat quietly at the table trying to work up his nerve.  Arlene knew something was up, but gave him the time he needed.

Abruptly he said, “Arly, I have something to tell you,” tears welling in his eyes.

She sat stoically waiting for what she knew was going to be bad news.  My God, please not an affair, she thought bracing herself.

“They are cutting shifts at the plant,” he said.  “And I agreed to take a third cut in hours and pay in order to keep the job,” he sniffed.

Before she could say anything, he continued.  “I am so sorry, Arly.  I know you were looking forward to the holiday, but truth is I have had to cancel it.  It’s going to be so hard to even keep up with the mortgage.  Truth is that this is killing me, I can’t stand letting you down.  I can try to find an extra job and make it up to you.”

Arlene reached out and grasped his hand. “Sweetie, you haven’t let me down.  I love you and that’s a truth that should never hurt.”


Christine’s Daily Writing Prompt: The Truth That Never Hurts