ABAB / CDCD / EFEF / GG
The falcon cannot hear the falconer
and falls from the sky where he flew so free
and no birds liked to fly anymore here
where there grows neither bush nor shrub nor tree
The land laid waste none do here now fly
life had ceased and no longer roamed its home
without said life all things began to die
I wept, I cried, and I took my stride to a comb
But now the falcon has risen again
Like to the golden phoenix in the sky
the happy falcon likes to practice Zen
And watch the lazy days go by
He is happy in a freedom meant for men
And watches the world to discover amends
- 14 different people, the first line being mine*; Cal Shakes, circa Summer 2001
*: I think I borrowed that line from another poem, though
and falls from the sky where he flew so free
and no birds liked to fly anymore here
where there grows neither bush nor shrub nor tree
The land laid waste none do here now fly
life had ceased and no longer roamed its home
without said life all things began to die
I wept, I cried, and I took my stride to a comb
But now the falcon has risen again
Like to the golden phoenix in the sky
the happy falcon likes to practice Zen
And watch the lazy days go by
He is happy in a freedom meant for men
And watches the world to discover amends
- 14 different people, the first line being mine*; Cal Shakes, circa Summer 2001
*: I think I borrowed that line from another poem, though