Falconer Poems - Poems about Falconer

... “The Seance” It was macabre you see, we were all summoned, and therefore found ourselves in the front parlour of Ballylee; In our dreams we thought we were poets ......

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... 2024.2.24 One month passed since we first met. Although we sat 1.5m apart, We hardly interacted with each other. Except when I needed to ask you some favours. Today, you glanced at my computer......

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... "Laureate" Laureate speak now lofty phantom to my mind guide my hand I write I write I write receptor of communication things that are not mortal Luminiferou......

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...A Falcon soared skyward Gracing and inspiring the world. She dived from the peak And attacked with her beak. She poises her wings And pierces the mind with a wink. Her eyes are like two j......

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...The nervous man Slight awkward stance Waiting for a train Talking to the rain Is he mad? Is he sad? A broken heart? How many times has his life been torn apart? He doesn’t fit in Fashion......

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...Inspire me.... Even as I attempt this Iambic nonsense How can silence, Emanate from chaos: It's direct opposite? A pure contradiction of concept... Crashing, cascading....... In a m......

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...The falcom rises again. With pointed wings. For a name unknown, that deemed an incendiary. Falconer sits faraway. Cliché. The offence goes unnoticed. Your shirt ......

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...She may walk among untrodden ways. But beware, your trips and slips, face first slides into reality Not always your own doing Is ever present  Always lurking. Tight rope walking over well ......

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...Here I was when you were born With tears in her heart, she bore you. And now you became the black sheep, The rotten egg hard to crack. You made pains in her heart Accusation fing......

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...Holding the ladder I was hungry looking at the waiting dawn. Raw landscape: narcissism forages the belly. Picking up the figs from passion flowers. Is that right ? Can you sow the seeds on a clou......

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...There was a aseason When love was love the educated are uneducated hunger was hung in daylight when sins were seen in scenes There was a season when poverty was prohibited obscenity tota......

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...My Maltese falcon and falconer Of words, soaring above the net of love I use to walk from tree to tree To hear on earth the strangest thing The falcon that flies and sing And every house and eve......

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...For a journey from low to low over high a river only needs renewable energy: sun and gravity as the skater on a perpetual ramp. Only death stops the circular talk into the hole in the black wa......

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...Weighing heavy on my mind like the hefty schoolyard bully perched on the chest of his captured prey cruelly taunting My soul, which wanted to take off and soar, remained shroude......

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