joannagilmanhyde

"Good Morning, World!"

SUNDAY MORNING 3

The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 7:56am

A bank of silvery clouds

is broken at the horizon

with a band of light

above the ocean

Today is The Day

I see My Children

together as a pair

grown & out there

leading Their Own Lives

 

A SLICE OF STONE AND A SLAB OF SILVER

The Hawk Kitchen 8:13pm

I have A Magic Pendant

It is Black & White

I wear It always around My Neck

to let It clarify My Sight

My Brother had One

made of Silver

It was Our Mother’s

Oh How He Loved Her!

He dangled Its chain

& let It swing

to answer Yes one way

or No the other

He saw His Way

out of any dilemma

& told His Fortune

to His Gods

He struck a deal

with His Death

that He would be remembered

as a Man of Steel

safely stowed

in The Land of Nod

A BEAUTIFUL MORNING

The Hawk Deck 7:20am

I open My Door

to stand on My Deck

with the waves, the birds

& sun

last night’s fog

is alight on the growth

the coffee pot is on

My Husband will row

THEIR LIVES

The Hawk Outpost 8:05am

I stand in a beam

of Silver Light

thinking of My Children

My Sole Delight?

I seem to see Them

in My Mind

as if I have Them

for All Time

 

THOUGHT FOR TODAY

The Hawk Deck 10:44am

There Is No Power

Higher Than The Human Mind

The Self Is All

& Guides You To Your Ultimate

FulfilmentĀ 

HOME COMING

The Hawk Kitchen 8:26am

The ocean is a sea

of liquid Silver

The Sky is adrift

with opal cloud

My Son comes home

after two years away

and I am awash

in gratitude

DEER WATCHING

The Hawk Outpost 7:40pm

The Deer here are the colour

of very early Spring

They emerge from the undergrowth

like apparitions materializing

from rounded ears & noses

necks & torsos

heading for the neighbours’ carrots

on high-stepping dainty hooves

pausing only to blend Their buff coats

against a lawn

of very late winter

MORNING SONG 2

The Hawk West Desk Window 8:25am

There lies an aqua wash

to the Westward Sky

It holds My Future

by and by

My Past is with Me

day by day

I sing My Song

and let It stay

LAVENDER CANDLE

The Hawk Corner Room 4:34pm

I hear the surf

through the fog

of Our Elusive Spring

I have decked My Daughter’s

powder room with accents

of purple and I sit

on My Lotus Ottoman

with the wet window

before Me

& eggplant ensemble

behind

 

AUGMENTATION

The Tomato-coloured Couch 5:40pm

My be-decked Hand

My be-dazzled Right Hand

with The Question Mark Ring

strokes the black sleek fur

of My Beloved Pet

& shines out to The World

as A Hand of Self-worth

capability far-reaching

& prized for Its clarity

not only in what It wears

but what It commands

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