Image credit:  allaboutbirds.org

Image credit: allaboutbirds.org

I called you falcon
You returned
Like a guardian to my arm
Was your gaze
As you kept my world from harm
If for brief moments
You’d escape me
Wing away, that was your charm

I called you falcon
Beauteous bird
And of such a noble kind
It is true
Of all around me
You left everyone behind
But when you swooped
It was so sudden
And I knew that I was blind

I called you falcon
Called you to me
But kept you in a cage
You had the key
And could be free
But you lingered for an age
So when you fled
My broken heart
Was a poor player for the stage

(c) Helen Valentina 2014, All Rights Reserved

About helenvalentina

Like most people, I have a number of sides to me. The most interesting one probably emerges through my writing, hence this blog. I love to read, and also to write, and so this is a way to share both.
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2 Responses to Falcon

  1. lovely. Staying long enough to break a heart.

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