The Hawk Kitchen 11:11am
This morning a Blue Jay
came to the top
of The Scraggly Apple
to say, “What’s In Store
For Today — Today –“
Then He flew away
The Hawk West Desk Window 9:22pm
When I go to bed
I’m up in a Tree House
with the wind @ My Head
& the sloping ceiling
wafting over Me
like a Tent
The Hawk Queen Bed 9:00am
I hear the roar of The Cape
through Our closed bedroom windows
a deluge of rain last night
leaked through the front door
I’m sitting in bed
waiting for Hunter
to bring The Coffee
He’s already fed
The Cats
The Tomato-coloured Couch 7:22pm
I am sitting, aligned
with The Sun, a candle
& My LIFE Glass, The Earth
before Me, ahead of My Right Knee
orbiting My Oval Glass Coffee Table
I am in the outer reaches
of The Solar System
My Couch is an asteroid belt
& My Room, My Living Room
is The Universe
contained
in This
My
Mind
The Hawk Kitchen 5:00pm
I Pledge Allegiance
To One Fat Cloud
Watched Out My Kitchen Window
Until It Shrinks From A Golden Swath
Into A Fluff Of Grey
and I lose it
The Hawk Window Seat 3:55pm
Silver-edged clouds sway
parting light to drowsy nap:
“Get Up, Make Some Tea!”
The Tomato-coloured Couch 2:22pm
saw Dark Hawk in flight
against My Turbulent Sky:
Survival Power
The Hawk Queen Bed 1:22pm
Trying to take a nap
with one Ativan
& My Doctor/Husband beside Me
I am in My Underwear
with snow squalls out Our window
— I don’t have My Glasses on —
everything’s all a blurb
The Hawk Queen Bed 10:22am
The Day Looks Much Like
A Day In Early Spring:
Snow Banks Lined With Slush
Over Ground Sodden
Beneath The Blowing Fog
Of Yester-year
The Tomato-coloured Couch 4:55pm
Deer Trio Out Back
Stealthily Graze Well-marked Path
I Join Transfixed Cats
*title by WHB
Joanna Gilman Hyde 