Poetry Challenge Day

Its been a while!

Commenters please leave three words that you think would be really hard to combine into a poem. If someone else has left three words already and you fancy playing along - please do! I will pull the best out into another post alongside my own efforts.

To quote Blue Peter (and yes skill-wise its on a par, if you remember the yoghourt pot bucket chairs for Barbie and all the other dangly, wobbly things with bits stuck on,) 'heres one I prepared earlier'.

I faced my deepest darkest fear.
I tore at it with angry rage
And gifted him the awful truth
with venom dripping from the page.

I swore him then to secrecy,
To keep the horror firmly hid,
And waited for the sky to fall;
Was startled when it never did.

How much I wish that only I
could stand or fall if all were known,
For freedom's thrill, it beckons me
(to stand in light for all to see
and shout the truth to set me free)
But still this is not mine alone.

I want to tell the world, I do,
I want the chapter dead and gone,
But some I love seek shadows, still,
And so the waiting must go on.

Uhoh - rough, huh? Now lets see how much worse I can get or if I'm just rusty.........

No three words there, just in honour of Bulb's challenge and all the people who have taken it up.

Right, I'm ready to play - please?