EVERY FOUR SECONDS
The Hawk Queen Bed 9:25pm
How Many People
Get To Sleep Under The Flash
Of A Lighthouse Near?
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The Hawk Queen Bed 9:25pm
How Many People
Get To Sleep Under The Flash
Of A Lighthouse Near?
The Hawk West Desk Window 1:20pm
What orchestrates The Music
of The Universe?
What perpetuates The Orbital Spin
of Our Galactic Bodies?
Our Home Planets?
Time It cannot be
for Time is a Human Construct —
What then in Its Own Magic
raises Our Suns & Moons
guides Us through Our Days & Nights
allowing Us to Breathe?
The Hawk Deck 7:54pm
Out on My Deck
with the porch lamp lit
to shine on My Page
I hear roar upon roar
from The Ocean
I cannot see
but I know It
to love It
& It is near enough
for Me
The Hawk Deck 11:11am
I stand before My Railing
in the calm
of this balmy winter day
The Chickadees call to Me
down in the scrub spruce
— A Crow alerts His Friends —
while My Kettle inside
boils
for A Second Cup
* First Cup of tea in My 18,000,000 Metre C2 Rowing Mug
The Hawk Queen Bed 10:22pm
Oh sweet rhythm of The Sea
how You bathe The Right Side Of Me
in Your Effervescence
coming through My Shaded Window
and to My Left, I have My Husband
and He is My Husband
with His Hand holding Mine
and the table light out
so I can listen to You
in The Dark
The Hawk West Desk Window 2:22pm
I have given up, for now
My Old Silver Towel
in-which I buried My Face
My Darkest Secrets
to smell instead
The Comfort Of Clean Gold —
My New Robe
Of Contentment
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
Joanna Gilman Hyde 