Falcon, Falcon

by Kristal Peace

A falcon in flight.

A dove denuded by an azure sky
Gently surrenders herself to her nest.
While a falcon above constricts his chest
Willfully restraining a primal cry,
And indifferent winds, jaded, pass by.
When she, naïve, takes flight after her rest,
Her dance in and out of the light suggests
That her body is his to occupy.

From impenetrable solitude he drops,
Stooping in ineluctable pursuit
To claim what he has decided is his,
And the dove’s heart, suddenly aware, stops.
Too late, she felt the approach of the brute,
Too late, she understood what conquest is.

Category: Poetry, SNHU Creative Writing