Joanna Gilman Hyde

"Good Morning, World!"

Tag: outdoors

STILL MORNING

The Hawk Deck 9:44am

Oh — there’s a rainbow

ring around the sun right now

My World has a halo

It Matters Not

The Hawk Deck 8:07am

It matters not that

Eye Am Human

It matters not that

Eye Am God

In love w/ All

M(eye) Sea

in molten Silver

& dewy trees

& grass so wet

Eye just let out

a cat

SECURITY

The Hawk Deck 10:45am

I waved Good-Bye

to My Working Husband

as He pulled out of Our Drive

I glanced across

My Left Shoulder

& saw how I survive

I saw The Silver

across The Sea

& knew It in a flash

I have all I’ll ever need

Forever I Will Last

OCEAN SWATH

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 DAYS

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 MOSQUITO HAWK

The Hawk Kitchen 5:50pm

I looked & I looked

at the long-legged

insect My Mother called

The Mosquito Hawk

I looked & I looked

at His Tenuous Hold

on My Kitchen Cabinet

I looked at His Squiggly Feet

hooked on the tips

enabling His Grip

I looked & I looked

at His Star-patterned

Body, if You could call

It a body —

I looked & I looked

but nothing

could I see

that would tell Me A Reason

for Why

He

held

on

SKY THOUGHT

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

LISTEN

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

SILVER CRY

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

SILVER SKY 2

The Hawk Outpost 8:24am

I feel I am running out of time

to write of My Silver Sky

can You hear the desperation

in My Voice?

It lies before Me

but The Clouds

are shifting

& The Light on the ocean

has diminished

to one Silver Streak