Can you train your heart for flight,
drop the mask and face your fear?
Do you sigh, behind your bars,
tilt your head and watch the moon?
Take the gamble, will you risk;
break the code and slip the lock?
It’s the duty owed your soul;
loose the chain, swing out the door.
Well, now will you switch places,
between the old you and the new?
Will you be the one escaping,
or the one who saw you fly?
The exercise is to create a poem using a set number of given words. My nine words: train, mask, code, gamble, switch, bar, well, duty, and saw.
My source for these is the @baffled #HaikuChallenge: https://twitter.com/baffled
(words for 3/3-3/11)