The Hawk Kitchen 6:25pm
Oh! Did I startle Him —
that Miracle of Life
singing so heartily
from His top branch
of scrub spruce — ?
The Hawk Portico 5:03pm
I thrive on The Sounds
of The Birds
especially when I hear
nothing else
but the not-so-far-off shore
of Hawk Inlet
I am released
of all other
concerns
I live through the countless calls
of Avian Wildlife
singing into My Cells
regenerating
My Issuance
of Life
The Tomato-coloured Couch 4:08pm
I remember clearly
that sinking feeling
of having no choice but to lie down
on a couch or bed
for want of Living Life
where I covered My Self
with a blanket or Afghan
knitted by My Mother-in-law
to take as some form
of comfort
to get through
an endless day
out of weeks
months
years
Joanna Gilman Hyde 