The Hawk Deck 12:42pm
I Fed The Gulls
In My Signature Dress
in view of conscientious construction workers
& Fed My Husband
a bagel & cream cheese
while He Listened
to The Internet
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 8:02am
My Ocean is caught
in The Blinding Silver
or is that The Silver
to awaken
The World?
The Tomato-coloured Couch 4:22pm
Ours is a lazy house
after the departure of cheery house guests
I cannot get back to My Knitting —
napped with My Window way up
to the swoosh of the waves
& when I got up
checked the price of gold
& Silver
The Hawk Deck 3:50pm
I looked up from My Knitting Block
to hear & see raucous gulls
excited in flight
one on either side
of a brown fledgling
still squeaking His First Year Call
encouraged by followers behind
& all I could do was wonder
was this His First Flight
heralded?
The Hawk Deck 12:15pm
EYE
have stepped upon
The Cape
to see The Source
of All I Hear
!&!
All I Live For
I have touched
The Monument
To Safety
!&!
Lived
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 9:30pm
I lay My Knitting aside
to go upstairs
to take My Pills
in order that I sleep
for The Rest
of My L(EYE)FE
The Hawk Dining Room 8:17pm
Tonight I see
a rainbow
complete
over The Atlantic Ocean
& Tonight I question
the wonder of My Halo
seen again Today
for forty minutes
of intensity, distraction
& sacredness
of Human Vision
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 7:45am
Silver Sea & Silver Sky
wake Me up
to The Sun held high
over water turned to mint
The Clouds streak over
My Righteous Glint
The Hawk Portico 4:57pm
EYE will not be contained
by a cottage studio
where EYE write or paint
the fog tumbling in
like the meringue
EYE fold
into MEYE Bread Pudding
Joanna Gilman Hyde 