Grab the opportunity
They say a bird perches but once
On your shoulder
All you have to do is reach.
Headway, usually slow, is certain
If you don’t stop and right is on your side
It could be heady if your path is icy
So potent that its taste gets juicy.
Grab that bird, don’t cage it
Stroke its feathers, let it go
And make sure your headdress is firmly on
Should it decide to thank and drop a bomb.
Today’s poem is an answer to the prompt at #TTC – the Three-Things Challenge web site. The words for the day are Headway, Headdress and Heady. I had fun writing the poem. I hope you had fun reading it, and you can also drop by the TTC Blog to read more offerings.