The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 6:43pm
The Bug crawling up
My Outpost Window
can feel My Breath
My Heart-beat
My Urgency to Write
He is A Living Being
from The Roots of Divinity
like Me
The Hawk Portico 1:53pm
I want to reign in
The Shower Of Lights
consolidate Them
into a pattern
rather than a room
full of light
I want to make Them
an Emblem
a Signature
of The Divine
He steamed out 24 hours
not planning on coming back
when He cut the engine
& sat astern
testing the water:
“It was real to Me
I witnessed It
& same time I’m puzzled by It
I don’t see any reason
I shouldn’t tell It —
Some People may see a UFO
maybe They did
I thought about painting It
It’s so well embedded in My Mind
They don’t have to look like a seagull —
They weren’t
They weren’t a sea hag
They were sort of angelic like
down on the outside —
similar to a glow
20 feet away
2 on top 1 on the bottom
sea hags don’t hover
They were trying to send Me a Message
delicate hair, like angel hair
Something I can’t explain
but It happened”
God Made That Peach
or Did That Peach
have The Know-how
To Make Itself?
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Why Is There Something Rather Than Nothing?
If There Were Nothing
No One Would Know
& There Would Be No Question
–
Rudder’s, Yarmouth, NS
We are teetering on The Brink
of abandoning God
which We Must Not Do
for then We would Be
Abandoning Ourselves
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THE HAWK DECK 8:25pm
Tonight I See
Oh — where did It go?
I See, I Write
an ink blot
White Ink
against a grey page
of Sky
–
8:39pm
Why on Earth is That Sun taking so Long?
It’s preparing to make a Rainbow
— a full arc with rainbow ripples
on The Inner Edge
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