The Hawk West Desk Window 9:22pm
I stepped out of My Cheap Grey Capris
onto The Shores Of The New World —
in My Wake are carried The Multitudes
in My Reach The Hands Of Men
I’ve known, and will know
as I live My Life-long Pursuit
across That Breadth Of Existence
to which I have been birthed
June 15, 2014 The Hawk Queen Bed 10:53am
I have carried My Body
through These 22 Years
first shuffling, now striding
poised in readiness
for any meeting
haphazard or planned
to jump to new heights
landing Who Knows Where
or Why?
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 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 Hawk Queen Bed 9:17am
The Chickadee is of The Spirit —
My Sweet Departed Mom
The Jay is of My Flesh & Bone
The Colour of Broad Daylight —
My Contemporary Love
The Tomato-coloured Couch 3:24pm
I Grace Time
with a glance at My Watch
Cell Phone
Computer
Dashboard (Car)
Microwave
Slow Cooker
and if I see
10:22
2:22
9:11
I Am Graced
Joanna Gilman Hyde 