The Hawk Outpost 11:15am
The Hawk Outpost
offers a thin blue sky
to The North East
the promise of sun
while a solitary Grackle
pecks at the lawn
with His Brilliant Teal Head
— Oh — There’s Another One!
The Hawk Kitchen 5:15pm
I’ve set My Deluxe Spaghetti
with hamburger AND sausage
housed in crockery from My First Marriage
into My Gleaming Oven —
I spent two days cleaning off
baked-on two-year-old grease
including showering with the racks this morning —
now My Like-new Oven will provide a fortifying meal
to serve dinner guests
any day this week
The Hawk Queen Bed 10:22pm
We will travel to distant stars
to walk upon lands of other planets
We will taste food yet un-savoured
& dress in garb yet only dreamed of
We will swim in salted coves
salted by the sweat of billions
We will fly our mini star-packs
through the sea-clouds of air yet formed
We will dance along valleys
& surge forward into night
We will set Our Selves loose
to gallivant with Our New Found Friends
Our New Society Of People
like Us
with Whom We will play
with magical swords
forged from metals more precious
than gold
& with Whom We will die
momentarily
at The Hands
of Lovers Divine
The Hawk Outpost 8:15pm
I looked from The Sky’s wispy clouds
threading overhead
to last year’s bamboo crop
the colour of This Year’s Fawn
Who emerged from new shoots
like magic
to test The Neighbour’s Offering
of a scoop of grain
The Hawk Queen Bed 10:22pm
Ocean Breathes WHOOSH…WHOOSH
I Hold My Breath…Let It Out
Ocean Breathes For Me
The Hawk Dining Room 7:35pm
Black & White Swampie
Sphygmomanometer Bound
Curls Cat Over Cuff
The Hawk Living Room 12:56pm
Dr Blair bathes every morning
& has Me wash His Silver Hair
I lay out His Clothes —
moss green & grey
He shaves & smells so good
I feed Him His Breakfast —
instant oatmeal
protein shake
in front of The Computer
He changes His Slippers
for ageless Echo Shoes
& if Meniere’s Disease
doesn’t hit Him
between The Ears
He puts on His Leather Coat
with pen, cell phone
& gum
& is out The Door
The Hawk Outpost 6:46pm
The Clouds Tonight
look like The Face
of Jupiter
undulating as They do
like waves
on an incoming shore
variations of grey & blue
hover over
My Yard
where Our Biggest Cat
Astro
sits to listen
to The Birds of Evening
while The Sky sits
above
The Hawk Glass Table 3:00pm
Clear Squawk Of The Jay
Calls Me To My Infancy
His Nestlings Are Safe?
The Hawk Queen Bed 11:00am
Last Night I Went To Sleep
Under The Flash Of Our Light House
pulsating every five seconds
–
To Wake This Morning
To Our Sun Over
The Crest Of Ocean
infinitely scattered
