MORNING LOOK
The Hawk Queen Bed 8:20am
The Sky was beautiful
too intricately beautiful
to write about —
all I could do was look
at the heavy blue clouds
with faded mauve accents
and come upstairs
with Our Coffee
The Hawk Queen Bed 8:20am
The Sky was beautiful
too intricately beautiful
to write about —
all I could do was look
at the heavy blue clouds
with faded mauve accents
and come upstairs
with Our Coffee
The Hawk Dining Room 9:30am
The Silver Line
IS
The Horizon
with illuminated clouds
above
The Sea Is Grey
& I am ready
to put the coffee
on
The Hawk Corner Room 9:30am
The Wash Of Cloud
Radiates My Silver
Along The Ocean Strip
It Moves Across
My Window View
Urging Me My Grip
The Hawk Dining Room 8:00am
“Everything’s going
all to Hell
very fast*”
yet I have
salmon pink clouds
turning to gold
*Dr W Hunter Blair
The Hawk Out Post 1:06pm
I stand with My Morning
Coffee
in The Afternoon — delayed
by a fluky power outage —
I’m still in My Pyjamas
but it doesn’t matter
when I get My Shower
I Am A Free Woman
in love with the strapping band
of Ocean before Me
& My Forever Sky Above
The Hawk Queen Bed 11:04pm
What Does It Mean
To Be Human?
To Top The Chart
One Bell Curve
Of Human Behavioural Spectrum —
To Sit Up There
Like A Star
Growing Into The Nebula
Reaching Out
To Very Vast Edges?
The Hawk Dining Room 9:28am
…leaving the expanse of roiling ocean
with Silver cascading off
in spray
to move in closer on a neighbour’s drive
— there an illuminated puddle —
the road is wet
reflective
right down to My Window Sash
a Silver
dot
The Tomato-coloured Couch 1:22pm
I want to put Roses
on My Brother’s Grave
on His Stone
inscribed with The First Bar
of Fur Elise
He taught His Niece Eliza
but I am certain
His Roses
lying there
would blow
away
–
*Howard Talbot Walden Hyde
October 6, 1962 — November 22, 2007
The Hawk Dining Room 10:00am
How many times can I write
of The Silver Streaks
replicated from My Head
across My Newest Ocean?
A Million Times for I have
found a thousand opportunities
inside a game
which can only go
up
The Tomato-coloured Couch 2:22pm
She sits in black leggings
left foot tucked under
right thigh
couched on The Tomato-coloured Couch
Where Else?
under Her Depiction
of The Glory & The Fall
titled “My Black Star”
She wears Her Most Expensive Earrings
& socks with cats
given to Her by a coffee-drinking friend
She has come many miles
& many moons
to achieve Her Place
here
& plans to stay
as long as it takes
to answer Humanity’s Fatalistic Questions