May 27th, 2026
The Hawk Deck
8:50 am
The Floppy Brim of My Sun Hat
affords an array of Globuals of Light
a Myriad of Coloured Orbs
surrounding The Head
of M(eye) Field of Vision
which includes, of course
The Glittering of The Sea’s
Horizon Line
May 24th, 2026
The Hawk Deck
9:11 am
Hello Mom —
So Much has happened since
Your Death on March 27th, 1993
Do You Remember?
Just thinking of you now
while Eye sit
in My Place of Serenity
listening 2 the cheerfulness
of an array of Birds
(including one Mourning Dove) —
The Ocean is Silent
& I’m down 2 one Cat
Molly, (named after
your boat)
lolling in The Sun.
May 24th, 2026
The Hawk Deck
8:55 am
There is no horizon line
This Morning —
the hazy sky blends
completely w The Sea
& The Fishing Boats
look as if They are floating
on a lower portion
of my wash of cloud
May 15th, 2026
Halifax, NS
7:30 am
What does a lake offer
that an ocean does not?
Two early Morning Swimmers
A Figure in Black
smoking & drinking coffee —
serene bird song
& a wet deck chair
for me to towel off
May 14th, 2026
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost
8:15 pm
The Silver Light of M(eye) Horizon
restores My Faith repeatedly
as It warms My Intuition
My Intellect
My Earnest Desire for The Day
inwhich I am positioned
May 8th, 2026
The Hawk Queen Bed
4:54 am
Eye Am The Universe
every one of My Trillion Cells
Loaded
w compassionate stardust
w the liquid of human kindness
not for others
butt for My Inner Workings
which find a home
amongst Our Eternal Creation
Joanna Gilman Hyde 