The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 8:27am
Silver streaks the water and sky
I have dreamt of a lullaby
The Sun is like a pearl of cloud
caught enmeshed in the ocean’s shroud
All I want is within My Reach
a home on the shores
of a magnificent beach
Content am I to be here with My Love
of pets, of place, of men above
I am not alone, I am free to say
whatever Truth may come today
Yes, The Silver Streaks are My Guide
I will shoulder Their Eminence
for The Song of My Life
The Hawk Deck 10:22am
Every Wave that crashes
goes through Me like a shot
invigorating My Cell Collection
so that I may never stop
They form the background
for The Birds Who sing
all My Favourite Songs
Together Our Surf & Flight
compel Me to belong
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 5:38pm
I am going to be taught to knit
A Shield Of Honour
carried out by A Big Black X
across the length X width
with a reflective grey diamond
in the center
& A Red Eye
glaring out
like A Serpent’s
Pupil
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 2:22pm
When I was 23
I saw My Name In Lights
— Red Ones —
@ The World Trade Center
I see It now
— In Silver —
as Those Silver Spears
have forked Me
June 18, 2015 The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 7:52pm
abandoned on shore
sandy pink sucky thing — dropped
detritus of youth
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 8:00am
Outpost Window
Deck
Dewy Grass
Bamboo Hedge
Misty Scrub Spruce
Blinding Silver
Wispy Sky
–
After-image
in The Blink
of Florescent Green
June 15, 2015 The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 8:51pm
The Gulls are glinting
in The Longest Sun
& I have written
of My Longest Psalm
He is not to expect
what arrived ago
by a magic number
I now forego
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 4:13pm
legions of mosquitoes
have swarmed into the broken webbing
of yesterday
catching themselves, in some cases
one upon the other
still alive
& how I wonder
can their scrambling efforts be
for each other?
The Hawk Kitchen 3:40pm
Where will I go
with My Halo
solidified in the frantic spinning
of a wind-blown insect
dangling off a disheveled spider web —
to give forth
The “Wake Up”
Call?
The Hawk Queen Bed 10:06am
Oh how I want to knead
a double weave of lavender
& green —
I want so badly
to meld a shield
of diamond coloured star
in My Center
Oh how I want to paint
the emblematic Silver
of My Center
My Big Black X
so I could make a pair
to My Black Star
Joanna Gilman Hyde 