I LIVE HEAR
The Hawk Deck 8:57am
I can stand on My Deck
in the faint morning sun
to hear the waves more audibly
than usual —
I can hear the chickadees calling
briefly
I am so grateful
(but You know that already)
The Hawk Deck 8:57am
I can stand on My Deck
in the faint morning sun
to hear the waves more audibly
than usual —
I can hear the chickadees calling
briefly
I am so grateful
(but You know that already)
The Hawk Deck 8:45pm
duck hunting season is open
this sparkling morning — reverberating
gun fire crashing My Waves
— I’m sick for the flocks
trying to fly south
in order to survive
the winter