Joanna Gilman Hyde

"Good Morning, World!"

Tag: sun

ON THE RISE

The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 7:55am

Heralding The Gold

of The Climbing Sun

I See It Shimmer

Flickering Blue & White

into My Early Morning

Eyeballs —

I See It Generate

The Heat of The Day

& I Know It

To Be Pure

I Know It

To Be Fine

“You’ll Have To Do Another Sculpture”

The Hawk West Desk Window 9:38pm

He lay flat out

My Longest Cat

black before The Window

of The Sun having

gone

STAR SET

The Tomato-coloured Couch 8:32pm

I See A Peach-coloured Star

lowering Itself

beneath the wires

sinking into the fog

of the shoreline

It Is My Home Star

BIG DAY

The Hawk Corner Room 10:38am

The Haze over The Sun

affords a pristine view

of the watery sparkles

splayed out across

My Precious Horizon

as I sit in The Lotus

Position & think

of My Friends & Lovers

THE ACQUISITION

The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 7:49am

The Sky to The East

is molten Silver

& to The West

as I wake

Sun lays Itself

across The Undulating Cape

illuminating

My Day After

The Acquisition

of My Silver Halo

Ring

 

SILVER SUN 2

The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 8:40am

The Sun is Silver

again on The Water

I see It Teal Green

when I blink

I steal It through

My Eyes

& Mind

& harbour It

beside Me

MONDAY MORNING

The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 8:25am

I see The Sphere

of The Sun

behind a watery Sky

luminescent behind

the foggy clouds

decking My Horizon

with Silver Grey

& Silver Wash

EVENING ON THE HAWK 2

The Hawk Outpost 7:15pm

The early evening light

light of spring

still in mid-winter temperatures

lays itself across

the yard, weeding its way

through The Scraggly Apple

turning pinkish gold upon

My Favourite Spruce

lighting up the rooftop gables

down by the Eastward shore

3-WEEK PRESCRIPTION

The Hawk Deck 4:43pm

I Have A Stigmata

applied twice daily

with a Q -Tip

to My Right Cheek

(facial, that is)

I’m killing a part of Me —

a part of unfavourable growth —

I march around proudly

with the evidence of Sun

STAR LIGHT

The Hawk Outpost 10:15am

Sun — I guess It’s Sun —

filters through the fog

of a spring morning

I am in My Grey

C2 Rowing Outfit

Hunter is sleeping late

Eliza is on Her Way

to fun

& fame