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Here's my random little weekend pondering: monogamy! Why is it the best thing ever? Why is it just plain awful? Where the heck did the concept even stem from? Write about it! A story, a poem, an essay. Tag me, por favor! Extra credit assignment: MAKE-UP a story of its origins (howza bout that?).
Ended August 19, 2016 • 5 Entries • Created by PhynneBelle
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Here's my random little weekend pondering: monogamy! Why is it the best thing ever? Why is it just plain awful? Where the heck did the concept even stem from? Write about it! A story, a poem, an essay. Tag me, por favor! Extra credit assignment: MAKE-UP a story of its origins (howza bout that?).
Cover image for post The Continuing Saga of Miss Chrissy, by sandflea68
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sandflea68 in Stream of Consciousness

The Continuing Saga of Miss Chrissy

Miss Chrissy tired of too many men,

settled down to blissful monogamy

for she remembered

what her therapist had advised.

There are stages and phases

in anyone’s life.

Choose a husband for your youth

and enjoy only him in your bed -

a legitimate intimacy for a while.

But when the ball rolls on

and is impaled on shark teeth

and your hot and bubbly nature

boils over in blotched streams

and your intimacy turns to celibacy,

it’s time to move on.

Last night’s love has spiraled

down your drain!

Choose another mate for middle age -

deafening heartbeats will again

shine light in your darkness.

Surely by now, you know what you want -

leave a wreath of black roses

on the grave of youth’s marriage.

Your second marriage is one of middle age

He has made his mark on the world

and is raw and ready to take you on.

But the therapist didn’t reckon

on Miss Chrissy’s untamed ways

as she wept wildly

in a watershed of tears.

The moon had tricked her

by shining its light

on illusion and confusion.

Her medium man was boring

and inept in bed -

didn’t hold a candle

to the young spring buck

of her youth.

Crimson blood was bleeding

out of her veins,

leaving her numb and

to tell you the truth,

UNSATISFIED.

Miss Chrissy was no longer so pert

but still kind of sexy

and decided to go for broke

with a man of maturity

who had oodles of money

and went to the gym.

Her third marriage of older age

didn’t last too long.

He died in her bed

of a heart attack

from too much passion,

exerted when he was

no longer a spring chicken.

Miss Chrissy had now outlived

all of her men

but had pockets of money

to pursue other fellows

who were after her

for her money.

So she decided

in her own interest

to halt her trips

to the altar

and partake of men

who were young and agile

and could fulfill her needs

without any strings.

Miss Chrissy smiled to herself

in aroused excitement

realizing she had come full circle

and was right back in the place

where she started.

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Here's my random little weekend pondering: monogamy! Why is it the best thing ever? Why is it just plain awful? Where the heck did the concept even stem from? Write about it! A story, a poem, an essay. Tag me, por favor! Extra credit assignment: MAKE-UP a story of its origins (howza bout that?).
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Monk in Stream of Consciousness

Saga of Chrissy, Ode to @sandflea68

Hell bent for an outcome 

Chrissy headed for the storm of her life 

Temptation and trial

Monogamous? 

Overflowing Precocious wonderment

She dances on the bones 

Kicking around the skulls 

Past lovers 

She's made her deal 

Signed in blood 

Devil's contract 

She ponders has she met her match? 

Lance is an upstart

Cold steel blue eyed hunk

Young, strong full of vim and vigor 

Looking for the ride of a lifetime

For the first time she's concerned

Chrissy faces the firing squad 

Throwing caution to the wind

She will claw her way 

Determined for a final conquest 

Challenge
Here's my random little weekend pondering: monogamy! Why is it the best thing ever? Why is it just plain awful? Where the heck did the concept even stem from? Write about it! A story, a poem, an essay. Tag me, por favor! Extra credit assignment: MAKE-UP a story of its origins (howza bout that?).
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Erin in Stream of Consciousness

So very many loves.

So much room in this here heart. Do you really think there's only room enough for one?

Even though love for your offspring is a different kind of love, we will use it as an example. A parent has space in their heart for more than one child. Love grows. It multiplies. The same can be applied to romantic love.

Adoration for one romantic partner does not change the affection you hold for another. In fact, a new romantic interest can help to reignite a flame with an already existing romantic relationship. Don't you feel happiness when a partner is happy? Their happiness may be because of another partner other than yourself though. They are feeling good... Practically glowing. Isn't their glow attractive? New is fun and exciting. Not better, just different.

Honesty is simply the best and it's completely freeing. Feelings of jealousy don't cease to exist because of polyamory but, everyone involved should be consenting adults who are aware of the practice of ethical non-monogamy. Communication will help process those difficult emotions. It's actually very healthy.

We don't own others and if they are giving of themselves to us, that is their gift that they are sharing. Isn't that a wonderful thing? And don't you want to be with someone who really genuinely wants to be with you?

I don't know about you but, I like variety and would not be my happiest if I could only ever eat pizza my whole life or only have one ice cream flavor after I declared how delicious I though the strawberry was. Vanilla is yummy too!

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Here's my random little weekend pondering: monogamy! Why is it the best thing ever? Why is it just plain awful? Where the heck did the concept even stem from? Write about it! A story, a poem, an essay. Tag me, por favor! Extra credit assignment: MAKE-UP a story of its origins (howza bout that?).
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Swatisaur in Stream of Consciousness

Polyamory

We are happy together, I'm committed and loyal and my feelings about you won't change. so with your permission, can I date another person too?

I'll let them know the situation, I'll be clear and communicate honestly. I'll tell them that you're part of the deal

Because... I love you both. and if we can make it work... is something wrong with that?

But if you're not ok with that then I'll be ok.

And if they don't want to date me that's fine too.

polyamory can work, if you're honest and sensitive.

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Here's my random little weekend pondering: monogamy! Why is it the best thing ever? Why is it just plain awful? Where the heck did the concept even stem from? Write about it! A story, a poem, an essay. Tag me, por favor! Extra credit assignment: MAKE-UP a story of its origins (howza bout that?).
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dLYNX in Stream of Consciousness

Faithful Fidelity

Long ago and all over the place

Men married and married like it was a race.

The more wives they had, the higher their status.

This shot their egos right into the stratus.

It just wasn't fair to the men of low rank.

The men up the ladder had all the girls in the bank.

They wanted to marry and have a wife too

So they started to leave home and find somewhere new.

This was no good for the strength of the army.

Ranks started to dwindle at a rate quite  alarming.

The government officials came up with a plan

To make staying home a better choice for a man.

Laws were passed, man could have only one wife.

So those lower in rank could get a girl and a life.

Personally, I believe some people find the ideal mate, their soul mate, but it doesn't happen for everyone, in fact the majority settle. Then after awhile they move on because they weren't really with someone as compatible as they hoped. It's really very sad and another ass backward thing that makes no sense. We live in an ass backward version of reality.