The Hawk Dining Room 11:17am
The Swath of Silver
has moved
from My Kitchen Outpost
to beyond The Dining Room
I can see It
from My Marble Table
& I can Love It
all the more
— steel streaks included —
framed within
My Arched Window
garlanded by Eliza
The Tomato-coloured Couch 5:17pm
I sat within My Pool of Light
illuminated at My Wrist
encircled by My Silver Bright
I saw My Pulse
and so exist
The Hawk Queen Bed 9:48pm
The Days go pretty fast
around here
I find My Self turning
into bed again
after a weekend day
with Hunter
rowing, eating, writing
loving My Staid Existence
I find My Self
turning into
bed
after cracking the windows
for the last balmy air
of summer
The Hawk Deck 11:20am
The Plumage of Clouds
rides high overhead
& I become lost
in The World
of Flying Gulls
Buzzing Flies
& The Deep Recess
of Blue
The Hawk Deck 9:47am
I am Up
from My Depression
— that was years ago —
to drink My Coffee
on My Deck
I am robed
in Liquid Silver
& The Ocean speaks
The Tomato-coloured Couch 7:32pm
I walked across The Sky
Today
as It reflected along The Sand
at My Wet Feet
I pirouetted over Galaxies
of Shells, Kelp and Gull Droppings
until The Sea Foam
rushed around My Bare Ankles
and landed Me Ashore
The Hawk Outpost 9:22am
Harken Silver Sun!
Your Glare Is All
I Worship
Your Rise Each Day
Makes Me Live
Makes Me See
Beyond My Kitchen
Window Frame
Out To The World
I Love
The Tomato-coloured Couch 7:30pm
Years ago long-haired Eve
offered a red apple
to Her Skinny Boyfriend
& The World Of Christianity Was Born
(or was It?)
Today We have a bunch
of ripe bananas
offered by Sheepish Boyfriends
to unsuspecting Girls
everywhere
& So We Have
The Second Coming
Joanna Gilman Hyde 