The Tomato-coloured Couch 2:22pm
She sits in black leggings
left foot tucked under
right thigh
couched on The Tomato-coloured Couch
Where Else?
under Her Depiction
of The Glory & The Fall
titled “My Black Star”
She wears Her Most Expensive Earrings
& socks with cats
given to Her by a coffee-drinking friend
She has come many miles
& many moons
to achieve Her Place
here
& plans to stay
as long as it takes
to answer Humanity’s Fatalistic Questions
The Hawk Dining Room 9:06am
The Silver Glare
off The Sea
leaks into My Eyes
It makes Me thirsty
to watch It so
I’ll drink My Glass
marked “LIFE”
The Hawk Portico 1:50pm
Twenty years or so ago
I asked My Carpenter Husband
to build Me A Church —
“It would be a folly,” was His Answer —
Well I have My Church:
I have My Body, My Temple
I have My House By The Sea
I have My Small Town Nova Scotia
I have My Country Canada
& So I Have My World
The Hawk Outpost 5:08pm
My View of The Ocean
rises unadorned
but for the faint swath of pink
from The Sun behind Me
having set, earlier
than before
The Hawk Outpost 10:25am
The Birds on the wire
know not
the chaos to come
in human terms
Let Nature be spelled
& All Birds
sanctified
The Hawk Dining Room 9:30am
The Morning Glare
off My Ocean
fills My Room
with liquid light
I glimpse My Self
in My Mother’s Mirror
to catch That Figure
of foreseeable might
The Hawk Dining Room 9:55am
The Silver Clouds
beam across the sky
leaving Their Mark upon The Sea
The Sea is steel now
The Clouds heavy
with The Weight
of My Life-line
The Hawk Outpost 10:15am
I have risen to The Gleam Of Silver
aeons in the making
having set Its High
& clung to It
I will witness The World’s
turn-around
from the light of gold
to The Shower Of Silver —
from the day of the yellow metal
to The Night of The White
The Hawk Queen Bed 8:08pm
Big News among The Crows
today, heralded by several Jays
as I looked to The Grey Ocean
& Sky — The US Mint
sold out Its Silver Eagles
while A Great Blue Heron flew
past My Kitchen Outpost
Joanna Gilman Hyde 