SPHERICAL PROGRESSION
The Hawk Window Seat 9:43pm
The Sun Is Rising
& Setting Somewhere On Earth
The Logic Fails Me
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The Hawk Window Seat 9:43pm
The Sun Is Rising
& Setting Somewhere On Earth
The Logic Fails Me
The Hawk Window Seat 2:22pm
I Am The Warrior In Grey
My Broad Shoulders
Rising From
My Silver Gown
I Am Ready To Fight
For The Permanent Existence
Of Humankind
On This Planet
& anywhere
else
* Linkin Park
The Hawk Hallway 7:54pm
I have crashed into The Light
of a thick silver band
— a single streak along the entire western sky-way —
glowing irrevocably
below a thick width of cloud
holding back the supposed release
of sinking sun
The Tomato-coloured Couch 6:55pm
Who gave Me This Life
where I can write
poetry all day
& look out the windows —
Who gave Me This Place
filled with birds
& house dust
lint balls I don’t have
to examine to see
They’re nothing more
than Galaxies —
Who gave Me This Start
out of the ebb
of hospitalizations
straddled between
two husbands, a dead mother
& The Love Of A Puny Man
I somehow see
as Heroic?
The Tomato-coloured Couch 5:37pm
Am I feeding The Masses
pieces of Loaves & Fishes
in tiny bites
no prose —
only verse after verse
for ever-shortening attention spans?
The Hawk Living Room 6:15pm
I stand at the screened-in window
higher than The Child I am
listening to two sounds
I Love:
I Love The Birds & I Love The Waves
am I being too simplistic?
Bird Life here on The Hawk
& the rhythm of surrounding Ocean
Feed Me
Sustain Me
Nourish Me
I Am Growing Up
in a small paradise
The Hawk Portico 5:11pm
How many Swells move in
in a day — across the floor
of The Hawk Beach?
To Me They are Endless
like the rhythm within
& I retire to bed
in Their Rush
The Hawk Deck 11:11am
Oh Little Bird What
Is That Song You Sing —
Are You The Voice
Of Liquid Silver
Out Beyond The Scrub Spruce
Out To The Slow Breakers
Catching The Light
Of White Sun?
The Hawk West Desk Window 9:43pm
I lament the drawing
of the shade
upon The End Of Our Day
heralded by The Crescent Moon
and adjacent planet
accenting the twilight
of Sunset
seeping into the darkening
ridges of islands
and outer water ways
Joanna Gilman Hyde 