Best Stitch In Time Saves Nine Poems
There was a young girl on Long Bay
Her swim shorts began to show fray
Rip spread up the seam
I thought I would scream
When chubby cheeks went on display!
May 4, 2015
~1st Place~
Contest: Proverbial Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Margarita Lillico
Judged: 02/26/2023
Proverb Chosen: “A Stitch in Time Saves Nine”
A Stitch In Time
~1st Place~
Contest: Dumb and Dumber Personal Quote
Sponsor: John Freeman
Judged: 06/18/2015
~3rd Place~
Contest: Traditional Limerick
Sponsor: Viv Wigler
Judged: 04/12/2018
The 'stitch in time' notion has been current in English for a
very long time and is first recorded in Thomas Fuller's
Gnomologia, Adagies and Proverbs, Wise Sentences and
Witty Sayings, Ancient and Modern,
Foreign and British, 1732
A stitch in time saves nine
But a stitch in your side ain't fine
Hurts like hell
Bad words you expell
Bend over in pain while guzzling wine
© Jack Ellison 2015
A STITCH IN TIME
A stitch in time saves nine
It also works in just four lines
So ends the length of my little rhyme
I think four lines will work just fine
7 June 2018
For the contest sponsored by Silent One
Harvesting
The bright of the morning
allured to reap crops
Grasses on the ground,
admired decision, full of love
Glow from the east,
Accelerated births of desire
of all creation of the earth
whispered do that.
Rising sun for the day
A farmer's mind for the cultivate
Intrigued and motivated, rain of a week
Can create problem for the harvest.
A stitch in time saves nine is a lesson
Before rain, harvest of this season
No idea, how the summer will ease.
From the morning will be better to reap
Before noon half should be heaped
The spirit and break will be fresh after lunch
To day is the bright day, mind suggests harvest
Imagining such, the farmer entered into the hut
Day became brighter, farmer cut the product
Members of the family were tying the knots
Evening fell towards twilight,welcoming night
Birds were returning towards nests, being tired
Happy in the mind begot, seeing the field in calm
Harvested paddy will be thrashed before rain harm
Habitat of butterflies and insects saw paddy down
They bundled their luggage,moved for next ground
As usual next morning the farmer saw the field
Became glad, his harvest will be sold this summer.
Pitch
to have perfect pitch
is as the saying goes a
stitch in time saves nine
In olden times things were saved or repaired
Old dresses stitched, boots and barrels staved
Worn-out clothing used as rags
No plastic wrap or bags
People believed in “A stitch in time saves nine” dictum
“Use and throw’ was a distant dream
I was the versatile commoner, the flour sack.
Branded with different names,
And stamped with names in purple, blue and gold
String sewn on the top pulled and seen.
Children used me as a school bag.
A man’s pillow, woman’s sleeping gown.
Or even a mail bag, or shopping bag
Constantly ready to serve, young and old.
All the time, at all the places.
Now lying in a deserted bunkhouse in a range
Still preserving the things of my master-ranger.
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Date 11-23-13
Dr. Ram Mehta
First Place win
Contest: Whatever Happened to Flour Shacks by Judy Konos
You say you've trampled through the village where the grapes of wraith are stored
You say if you live by the sword, you will die by the sword
A stitch in time saves nine
What's yours is yours and what's mine is mine
I'm still a student so will you please teach
Set the example and Practice What You Preach
You must go through hell before reaching heaven
Always believe in lucky number seven
A rabbit's foot and horseshoe bring fortune and fame
If you take the credit for the good, for the bad you must also take the blame
I'm still a student, so will you please teach
Set the example and Practice What You Preach
Do as I say, not as I do
Not all rules apply to me , but all rules apply to you
Don't worry about others, just worry about you
In the end everyone gets their just due
No one is invited to play in every game
Now you can put faces with names
I believe your philosophy is out of reach
Set the example and Practice What You Preach
I am a broken man,
Life's terrain ain't fair to this man,
For serenity I yearn,
As I struggle to live and earn.
I am a broken man,
Struggles been with me to learn,
I make a lot of mistakes,
And I have lost many stakes.
I am a broken man,
I am conflicted human,
I have bottled a lot of treasure,
All in the search of worldly pleasure.
Brokenness has been my portion,
As I lose all the jubilation,
That's comes with celebration,
Culminating marriage bliss in the station.
Brokenness is my tag,
I carry it along with honour,
As in the case of a war of tug,
It has been my major misdemeanor.
I am profusely broken,
My choices are all broken,
I leave everyone else broken,
It is a case of all Brokenness.
Near me, do not come,
I am far from being handsome,
And I will make our relation troublesome,
I am broken, and I will give you some.
They say a stitch in time saves nine,
Mine has been bleeding since nine,
I am not able to keep anything feminine,
As I always carry this tag of mine.
I am wallowing from brokenness to brokenness,
I am the epitome of numbness,
When it comes to those who are heartless,
I got broken from time to timeless.
My story is now out here,
I embody everything you hear,
Because brokenness leads to fear,
And I never wanna live in fear.
”... a stitch in time saves nine…”
do you think we’d be without mind?
a measure of seven was taken in the wind…
then a cat came out to say meow my friend.
eternity flows in endless directions
seven to nine needs the hearts intention
love is sublime and it goes without mention
life is a creation of the merging oceans
and living is being, in this serge of motion
”... the sum of nine was carried four…
1300 days through a mile of corridor “
She came to the game with nothing more.
A stitch in time saves nine,
If you deal with problem;
You act right now than wait,
To avoid the mayhem.
Spend little time to solve
The puzzle or trouble;
Better look for result,
Don't delay, reach your goal.
Hit the mark precisely,
Wasting not the moment;
Each second passes by,
Always be diligent.
Things will get bad or worse,
If you do it later;
It will take more effort,
It will take much longer.
Today is important
To do the job so fine;
Linger not every day,
A stitch in time saves nine.
Some people are weird, silly and fat.
You can’t eat jokes,
And we want tears of laughter not sadness.
Days gone by I was always laughing.
Slapstick and custard pies.
A stitch in time saves nine when laughing out loud,
and boys will be boys for crying out loud.
A stitch in time saves nine
Doctors and nurses all around him
Maintaining his pulse above the flat line
The vodka got his tongue loose
Dissing the bouncer who was way bigger
Too bad he had a short fuse
And beat the drunk up like John Cena
( this is based on a true story, i had a friend who felt like he owned the club whenever he was high and one day he run his mouth to a bouncer who had a temper and he knocked his lights out, if you are having fun don't cross other people's boundaries)
Do you know what is the pain?
It's like leaving your wound in the rain
Time looks you overtime finest
But, stitch in time saves nine
We feel we're doing very best?
Doing struggle a lot and merely rest?
But it can waste all our sacrifice
If we'll never follow the Lord's rules and choices
If we'll give over time to our worship
Even not caring about relation or friendship
It will destroy our life and journey
We'll not be able to describe the summary
Being sincere with our prayers to the Lord
We'll able to get the grip to hold His cord
To pray for peace and for our souls
To lead our way towards the best goals
That's the best for us or not
We should stay humble with our Lord a lot
If our prayers will be precious
We'll do never be harsh with the other
Whether they are friends, siblings, father or mother
Poetry is much like a Great Photo,Capturing feelings and emotions of a single moment in
time;then preserving it for future history books.Next generation learns.
Hurricane Katrina gives a lesson.For the next generation of Americans.
"TAKE CARE OF BUSINESS, A STITCH IN TIME SAVES NINE."
Yet they live on as pictures in our minds of a moment of time,emotions unforgotten.
An act of Natures Forces cause great change in strangers lives. They become strangers
in a moment of time : next a single heartbeat of" family united to help each other's
survival." at no other time in history of the United States have American's seen such
devastation of humanity. Not from an act of terrorism,but the forces of Nature!
Water is needed for life to continue,but must be clean processed water.
Water that is contaminated is able to destroy the young and the old with bacteria.
Water and time can be stronger than a rock or levies that hold water back.
To see the devastation of New Orleans and the genocide of people being moved to other
states even lose of family members and family pets. This picture does not go away.
Here a year later the homes are not all rebuilt,the families not all united due to death
caused by the rising waters.
This Great Nation can survive! And Heal! One day at a time. One person at a time.
When the forces of nature act against the community. The American Volunteer in each of
us, Steps Up to help others. while as human beings one day we would not stop to give
this person the time of the day and the next day of disaster,American Volunteers start
showing up to do the best they can. Faster than the Government is able to assess the
needs of the communities. Truthfully Americans have proved again and again, when
everything around us is at its worse,we step up and do our best.
GOD BLESS AMERICANS!
of the world war (3rd!)
I'm not the forced applicant
I don't wanna be the forced applicant
of the world war (3rd!)
no; I'm not the well-wisher
not the advance receptionist
columnist, they are political analyst
journalist, they are critics of the war
socialist, they are international relationship scientist
they can greet in advance as horror enjoyer
their provocative speech, writings, paintings
as if now decorate the war in advance (3rd!)
far away, have gone far away
the first and second world wars
the earth became the asylum of the universe
oh! pain, sorrow, melancholic days of mother
for her child have gone far away,
waiting days of a new bride for her groom
became the fire on the pyre,
the orphanage became the address of the humanism
now far away, the remembrance of the wars
I'm on the Bay of Bangle,
this sub-continental, inter-continental,
continental birds chirping
soul-stirring and I love independently
of the world war (3rd!)
I'm not the advanced writer
don't wanna be the spokesman
or blood painter
cause-
the vernal breeze here gives me warm embraces,
eyes of the butterflies still here find the flowers,
busy days of ants here teaches me-
" a stitch in time saves nine"
here on this Bay of Bangle
five times Azan of Muazzin from the holy Masjid,
the pleasing sound of the Temple bell,
air balloon in the full moon night of Buddha day,
praying of the holy Easter Sunday
teach me the unity of love and universal brotherhood
I cannot paint in my dictions
the advance blood of world war (3rd!),
I cannot speak advance in my writings
the scheme of world war (3rd!),
I'm not the fertile blind prophet Tiresias
then I'll be liable for that blood war (3rd!)
more than the bloodsucker imperialist politician,
if I write, speak, paint advance the forecast of undesired war
© Mahtab Bangalee
Chattogram
October 22,2019