POWER
The Hawk Queen Bed 4:00am
Static Of The Sea
Wherein Does My Power Lie?
Static Of The Sea
The Hawk Queen Bed 4:00am
Static Of The Sea
Wherein Does My Power Lie?
Static Of The Sea
The Hawk West Desk Window 10:25pm
We’re down to one feeble
peeper
in The Muskrat Pond
Do all the rest
have mates?
Or having given up on His Own
is He calling over
to another
bog?
The Hawk Portico 2:22pm
This is what I should
be doing —
sitting in The Sun
in The Quiet of
My Life
listening to The Birds
& deciding
what to
write
–
The Tomato-coloured Couch 2:53pm
I sit in a shaft
of Sunlight
journal on My Lap
ready to write
& I can write only
that I am in Love —
I Am In Love
With Life
The Hawk Outpost 10:15am
Beneath the woven stippling
of cloud
shimmering Silver
greets My Day
I see cross-hatches of Light
above My Horizon
and glittering grey
below
I know
Our World
and I know
Our Life
The Hawk Outpost 5:07pm
Cumulus Clouds Line
My View
From My Kitchen Outpost
Off To The North East
They Rise Like
Ridges Of Ice Cream
I Have Only
To Place 3 Cherries
On Top
The Hawk Outpost 10:59am
Oh Watery Sky
how You fill Me
with Delight
and You, Silver
stretched out
along The Sea
please be kind
to Me for My Love
We share
and I will always be
obliged to You
The Hawk Kitchen 6:25pm
Oh! Did I startle Him —
that Miracle of Life
singing so heartily
from His top branch
of scrub spruce — ?
The Hawk Portico 5:03pm
I thrive on The Sounds
of The Birds
especially when I hear
nothing else
but the not-so-far-off shore
of Hawk Inlet
I am released
of all other
concerns
I live through the countless calls
of Avian Wildlife
singing into My Cells
regenerating
My Issuance
of Life
The Tomato-coloured Couch 4:08pm
I remember clearly
that sinking feeling
of having no choice but to lie down
on a couch or bed
for want of Living Life
where I covered My Self
with a blanket or Afghan
knitted by My Mother-in-law
to take as some form
of comfort
to get through
an endless day
out of weeks
months
years