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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: Illustrate the meaning of ďA Stitch in Time Saves NineĒ (without using the actual phrase or literal example). (01/03/08)

TITLE: Only One Step
By Shan Gillard
01/09/08


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My life had been one big mess,
There seemed no way to change,
I saw no reason why I guess.

Men came to my door every day.
Itís how the world worked,
Only money for me to make my way.

I didnít care about the men,
Or the darkness surrounding my life.
Or the state my heart was in.

Then a knock came at my door;
There were men waiting for me,
With a request I could not ignore.

I only had to do one small thing;
Believe in their God, hide the men;
Lower a scarlet cord and this would bring
Salvation to me and all within.

I had heard news of what their God had done.
Hope began to penetrate the darkness of my despair.
I agreed to help them and to take step one.
I would lower a scarlet cord my life to repair.

Gathered in my home were all I held dear.
We heard them silently marching, marching.
Townspeople gathered to mock and jeer.
Would anyone see my red cord arching?

Each day we could feel the tension grow and grow.
I had taken my step, I had made a stand.
Was it the right one? I wish I could really know.
When I began to doubt, I would look at that strand;
One scarlet thread hanging from my window.

The seventh day felt like a thunderstorm brewing.
Those silent, marching men let out a mighty shout,
Trumpets sounded and blocks from the walls began spewing
Walls tumbling, voices screaming, a riot broke out.
All was level except the house with the red cord reviewing.

I only took one small step; only hung one scarlet thread;
Which saved the lives of all I held dear
And placed me in the Saviorís bloodline instead.


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Jan Ackerson 01/10/08
Interesting structure--it builds from 3-line stanzas, to 4 lines, to 5 at the climax, then back to 3 at the resolution. I like it.
Yvonne Blake 01/12/08
Rahab! What a good job of telling her story!

The ryhthm was hard to follow and the number of lines in each stanza weren't uniform.

With a few more touches, this would be a great poem!
Yvonne Blake 01/12/08
Ooops... I just noticed Jan's comment.
I guess I missed the progression when I read it the first time. Sorry!
Very interesting! Well done.
Benjamin Graber01/16/08
Oh, I like this one. The picture of taking a small step of faith (putting out a scarlet thread) and it having very large results (sparing Rahab's life), is really inspiring.
Joanne Sher 01/18/08
Congratulations, Shan, on placing 12th in level 1 with this piece. Great job!