SEEKING SOLITUDE

by Joanna Gilman Hyde

The Hawk Beach 7:55pm

Eye had just started to write

The Guzzle is @ Its deepest

when the incoming tide

churns its way toward Me

along the far edge

caught in the evening light

like a mini Grand Canyon —

then Eye heard a BUZZ —

a giant flying insect?

Eye looked overhead & guessed

Eye was being spied upon

by M(eye) 1st Ever Drone!