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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 3 – Advanced)
Topic: It's a Colorful World (12/03/09)

TITLE: A Game Of Twister Anyone?
By Eileen Knowles
12/09/09


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Some times my day
Feels much like a mat
A Twister mat
To be more exact

Green, yellow, blue, red
Stretched out in a line
Hands wish to go one way
Leaving feet far behind

I wake for the day
And eagerly rise
Right foot on blue
While left rests on yellow

Expectations are high
Standing firmly in place
Arms and feet ready
Which way will they go?

And then it is time
Left foot told to move
Itís time to shift over
Left foot steps to green

I start to feel stretched
The day has just started
Itís time to think quickly
Left hand moves to red

I quickly lean over
And stretch once again
Trying so very hard
Not to fall on my head

Right hand still swings freely
That surely wont last
As I had suspected
Right hand looks for blue

My arms are all twisted
My back is all bent
I remind myself gently
This too shall soon pass

I unravel in time
Left hand moves to yellow
Big sigh of relief
Things just got much better

Wait a minute hold on
Perhaps I was wrong
As I touch down on yellow
I lock eyes with this fellow

He wanted my spot
His eyes say it all
But thatís just too bad
My hand got there first

No doubt that I won
The spot fair and square
But my attitude stunk
As my hand rested there

A moment of guilt
As I suddenly recall
This is not Solitaire
But a game played by all

The mat that Iím on
Can sometimes seem small
The choices I make
Can sometimes be wrong

I rub shoulders with some
As I move Ďround the mat
I learn to work with them
And stay on my feet

But then there are days
Each move that I make
Not one thing goes right
Twisted up is my fate

Twisted up like a pretzel
Bumping heads like two bulls
My toes are all squished
My legs are now mush
I canít stand any longer
Tumble down to the floor

I lay there and think
So what went so wrong?
Perhaps the red space
I chose on turn two.

I take a deep breath
And rise to my feet
I made some mistakes today
Of that Iím quite certain

Stepping back in the game
A sense of relief
Not called to be perfect
But to simply stay willing
God offers his grace
Each colorful space


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Sarah Negroni12/11/09
Very neat idea! I liked the part about feeling bad for taking the other guy's spot. Enjoyed this.