The Hawk Deck 10:45am
I (EYE) am eking out
the last of The Summer Air
out here on My Summer Deck
with a load of sparse laundry
on the line
a military plane flies
over to The North
circles over the ocean
around Our House
& We don’t know why
The Hawk Deck 10:22am
I stand with My Glass
marked LIFE
in the sun of early fall
I glance to the gleam
on the ocean top
& devise
My Future Call
The Hawk Queen Bed 8:50am
This Morning I spied
on the globules of Silver
undulating through My Neighbour’s Tree —
Oh how They sparked!
on the stillness of water
& I gazed until I blinked
the golden lime
of My After Glow
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 8:59am
Silver on The Water
Silver in The Sky
The Thermometer is low
The End is (nearly*) Nigh
–
I am wide awake
The Coffee Pot is on
I have My House full of guests
ungrateful for The Dawn
*redundancy
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 7:55am
The Sun Has Risen
Above A Bank Of Fog
Obscuring My True Horizon
Creating A Softer Line
Couching The Sun’s Reflection
In The Ocean
Underneath
The Hawk Queen Bed
8:00 am
a disheveled looking Gull
got His Breakfast
of 1 slice of white bread
thrown in chunks
left-handed
like a girl
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 9:50am
I looked for A Silver Streak
out upon The Water
& saw A Silver Cloud
instead
meshed within
The Sky
parallel to
My Horizon
The Hawk Deck 1:16pm
The Hedgerow Rustles
Like The Waves —
Each Swoosh Swooosh
Sinks Into Me
& I Soak Up The Agent
Of My Life
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 8:05am
This Morning’s Light
has blended into The Sky
The Houses on The Beach
are silhouetted against The Sea
The Hedge Row rustles
through My Outpost Window
Our Coffee has been steeped
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 7:24am
The Sun This Morning
is a milky Gold
radiating out
through My Cobwebbed Window
The Sea is sky blue
& still
with a couple
of fishing boats
decking The Horizon
Joanna Gilman Hyde 