The Hawk Kitchen 9:44am
Silver Greets Me
From The Earth And Sky
The Clouds Are Laced
With Watery Striation
The Ocean Is Streaked
With My Favourite Light
I Am Safely Stationed
In My Morning Place
The Hawk Window Seat 2:44pm
I Took My Shower
@ 2:22
I Was in There
For Untold Minutes, Hours, Days
I Am Still There
Rubbing My Eyes
Like A Child
Who Sees The Spray
Of The Universe
The Hawk Queen Bed March 21st 11:50pm
Please allow Me to explain
everything
in Galactic Terms —
if We are integrating with Aliens
it is mutually beneficial —
Yes, The Egyptians were convinced
of an afterlife
as I am convinced of God —
if the existence of Aliens
disputes the existence of God
I say No — We can and do
have both
The Hawk Queen Bed 10:00pm
Tonight I saw a Nebula
of cat hair against a mat
black by the front door
with a Crescent Moon
of shedded cat claw
among the detritus of outdoors
tracked in
and as I contemplated from above
My Spectacle of Space
a fat cat came along
and sat
and sat
The Hawk Dining Room 12:18pm
Why do I feel so much better?
is the same question as
Why do I feel so terrible?
There is no one answer for either
so I will revel in My Contentedness
and dismiss the recollection
of Darker Days
The Hawk Corner Room 7:35pm
The Prettiest Light
is in The Eastern Sky
when The Sun goes down in The West
The East soaks It in
in Mauve, then Chiffon Pink
with Blue-grey underneath
hovering over The Water
I sit and think
how Yesterday
is no more
how Today
is ending thus
The Hawk Corner Room 10:43am
I have to write
as if My Life depended on it —
I have to write
as I watch The Silver Streaks
out on the ocean
move from singular lines
to eye-splitting patches
taking over
the murky darker grey
The Hawk Kitchen 8:40am
This morning a golden sun
crossed over My makings for coffee
& coloured the ocean
a molten gold
–
For the second cup
a sun of white
shone through opaque clouds
to spot the ocean
liquid silver
Joanna Gilman Hyde 