Falcon (Photo credit: Stephen & Claire Farnsworth)

The falcon has escaped
The falconer’s reach
Soaring triumphant
Across blue-black sky

A piecing eye
Blinks careful against the cold
There are harbingers here
In winged flight

The aim has faltered
Man is bested
A moment’s conflagration
Passes in silence

The falcon carries knowledge
Of risk and escape
Like a talisman against
The predator’s intent

(c) Helen Valentina 2013, All Rights Reserved

About Helen

I'm drawn to blogging as a way to share ideas and consider what makes us who we are. Whether it's in our working life or our creativity, expression is a means to connect.
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17 Responses to Falcon

  1. ioniamartin says:

    Beautiful and what a perfect photo to accompany it.

  2. Brian Hughes says:

    Jonathon Livingstone Falcon.

  3. Aka Teraka says:


  4. feralc4t says:

    The falcon does not really escape. It seems a fragile freedom that is really limited, yet wins in the end, against a predator greater than itself. This is the true description of human endurance against the odds. This is excellent work, thank you :).

  5. Many layers of symbolism in this.

  6. lovely photo great poem very nice i enjoyed it

  7. eriklehman says:

    Ah, the falcon … my favorite bird.

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