The Ugly Chords


The Ugly Chords



heard you

in your room

playing those chords

on the piano

and they sounded ugly

seeming unharmonious

but the Lord brought a thought to mind

that ugly chords, like puzzle pieces

by themselves are not the complete picture

put them together with other notes

and beautiful noise will break forth

perfect sense is realized

when links are complete


boring chords

after all






8 thoughts on “The Ugly Chords

  1. This strikes a ‘chord’ with me since I have two self-proclaimed young pianists in the house!

    Blessings to you today,


    Hi Scotti. Hope your budding musicians delight you with beautiful noise! Thanks for stoppin by.

  2. Your poem is BEAUTIFUL!!! Reminds me of the scripture in Romans 12: 4-5 “For as we have many members in one body, and all members have not the same office: So we, being many, are one body in Christ, and every one members one of another.”

    Alone we can do a work for the Lord, but together we can do a MIGHTY work for Him. We must work together in UNITY just like the chords of a piano to do something beautiful for Jesus.


    Thank you, Jolene. When I wrote this poem, I was actually thinking of the “ugly chords” as those difficult times in our life such as sicknesses, financial troubles, death of a loved one, etc. By themselves, they’re not pleasant things, but they are parts of our lives that God can and does work for our good if we love Him. (Romans 8:28) However, I like the meaning that you ascribed to this poem. Thanks for sharing your insights. 🙂

  3. I like your meaning to the poem! Now that you bring it to my attention it really makes the poem much more powerful and meaningful. But isn’t it something how people can get different messages or thoughts out of the same poem? Just like when a preacher preaches, one will look at a passage from the Bible and get a certain message from God and then another preacher will look at that same passage and God will give him a totally different message that is needed in a different area from that same passage. I guess that is why the Bible never gets old to us. We always get something new out of it even if we are reading the same thing over again. Just like your poem, we got two different meanings out of it already. I told you it was a BEAUTIFUL poem. 😀

  4. Hi Carol, I’ve read this poem several times since you posted it.
    I didn’t comment for a few days, hoping I’d feel differently. But I don’t.

    I like it (and know you write in forms) but actually wish you’d stopped writing earlier. I wish, “perfect sense is realized,” had been your last line. That way you have a bit of mystery and leave the reader to complete a perfect image (which you have written in the first half of the poem.)

    I guess what I’m saying is, poetically, image + mystery is stronger than image + lesson, because it means you trust your readers to know what you mean without spelling it out. Overall, it’s a good poem 🙂 but could be stronger.

    Hi Helen. Thanks for your feedback. Actually, this poem was longer. It was a double etheree, but I cut it down for a single, because I felt it was too much of a lesson the way it was. I’ll send you the original a little later when I have more time. However, I will consider what you have said and think about revisions.

  5. Finally I have visited your site (seen your name on many blogs but just hadn’t got here – glad I did). Your poem took me on your journey and then offered connection to an importance of life. Thanks for the post.

    Hi Karen. Thanks for visiting my blog. I know I have been to your blog before but haven’t left any comments. I hope to be by soon again.

  6. Your poem was beautiful. Reminds me of going to the symphony while they are all “tuning” their instruments. It sounds like a mad house. 🙂 And then the conductor walks on stage and raises his conductors baton and then every musician plays the same note. Wow! Let the music begin!

  7. I like the poem. It is never until I have come to the end of a difficult time that I sense the beautiful symphony the Lord has created in my life. Wish I could write poetry like that.

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