“You’ll Have To Do Another Sculpture”
The Hawk West Desk Window 9:38pm
He lay flat out
My Longest Cat
black before The Window
of The Sun having
gone
The Hawk West Desk Window 9:38pm
He lay flat out
My Longest Cat
black before The Window
of The Sun having
gone
The Tomato-coloured Couch 8:32pm
I See A Peach-coloured Star
lowering Itself
beneath the wires
sinking into the fog
of the shoreline
It Is My Home Star
The Hawk Hallway 6:50pm
Silver Glows
Upon The Westward Sea
The High Wires
Glitter In The Sun
Still High
While My Fish
Melts Under The Broiler
The Hawk Kitchen 8:19pm
coagulating
filaments of sour cream
swirl in the round
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 8:00am
The Sea is NOT Silver
Today — can You believe it?
It is the colour of The Cloud —
laden sky — with the tapered end
of a fog bank to the East
rising up like an elongated
iceberg
in the middle
of My Glacial View
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 8:38pm
Astropithicus is a stately cat —
He sits, shoulders high
above the top step
of My Deck in the evening
overcast by motley clouds
His Blackness is distinct
His Low-lidded Eyes are green
& look straight at Me
through the sliding glass door
The Hawk Kitchen 3:26pm
I am having to pee
into a flower shop vase
to collect twenty four hours of urine
in an orange plastic jug
for PHEOCHROMOCYTOMA —
a benign tumour on the adrenal glands
causing sporadic high blood pressure
possibly linked to My Halo
My Beloved Halo
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 8:35am
The Silver Band of Ocean
barred by black cloud
illuminates the feathered white
above all
presenting The Glory
of The Day
at hand