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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 4 – Masters)
Topic: Write in the ADVENTURE genre (05/24/07)

TITLE: Youve Been Found
By Purity Snowe
05/27/07


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She ran to the spattered window. Her hands pushed it out like a door.
The rain, ice cold in the midnight, poured on her bedroom floor.
A glow, sickly gray from the streetlamps, could not keep the darkness at bay
And the threats from the hallway drove her, drove her, drove her
The shouts from the hallway drove her to try and get away.

She leapt, hurtling onto the casement, frantic, with no regard.
Her sites on the storm driven branches bending below in the yard.
As a spring she coiled and readied, a cat about to be chased.
When footfalls approached as thunder, thunder, thunder
When a shadow surged like thunder and seized her round the waist.

Her fingers clawed wild at the opening. Her scream seared the groaning sky.
Bloodied nails twisted into the curtains, struggling not to die.
Wild eyes spun away toward the alley, desperate for help it might give;
Where a neon cross, it called her, called her, called her
A flickering cross, it called her; giving her hope to live.

In the dark the shadow hit her, bony fists wrenched the hair of her head.
Through the tomb he carried and threw her, pressing her into the bed.
I own you, his voice whispered sickly. In your heart its to me you are drawn.
And all through the night I shall have you, have you, have you
All through the night Ill possess you until driven away by the dawn.

His words, like a dagger impaled her, lost in a smothering gloom.
She felt herself yielding and breaking, till a flickering shaft split the room.
The shadow dissolved into neon. She could hear a promise resound.
Ill never forsake you or leave you, leave you, leave you
Ill never forsake you or leave you. Child arise, youve been found.


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Joyce Samuel05/31/07
Rather wordy, but not bad. Sometimes that's the way deliverance/salvation comes: at the nick of time, when all hope is lost. Thank God I'm found!
Joyce Samuel05/31/07
Rather wordy, but not bad. Sometimes that's the way deliverance/salvation comes: at the nick of time, when all hope is lost. Thank God I'm found!
Lynda Schultz 06/01/07
As soon as I started to read this, the old poem about the Highwayman came to mind: this feels like the same meter.

In any case, this is really good, though I would have liked a little emphasis on the "dark side." Good work.
Verna Cole Mitchell 06/01/07
A great ending with promise to your narrative!
Jan Ackerson 06/04/07
Wonderful!
Sara Harricharan 06/05/07
This is pretty interesting. I was so glad that she was 'rescued' in the end though. It was a little confusing in the beginning, but smoothed out some at the end.
Dee Yoder 06/06/07
I like the repetition and the drama presented in your poem; the Lord rescues the soul even in the middle of trouble.
Sally Hanan06/07/07
This scored high on my judging card Purity -- it was really deep in its presentation of the freedom Christ brings, no matter how imprisoned one thinks one is.