LUMINOSITY II
Eye would paint the sky
in oils feathering greys
for M(eye) clouds of Gold
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Eye would paint the sky
in oils feathering greys
for M(eye) clouds of Gold
Sun-meshed horizon
colouring clouds, Eye can hear
M(eye) morning bird song
The Hawk Window Seat 5:30am
I woke from The Hawk Queen Bed
to see The Full Moon resting
over The Cape
and on the other side
of The Earth
the pink glow of promise
that soon I would see
My Beloved Sun
edge Its way to the surface
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 7:09am
The Sun rises North now
over The Scrub Spruce
leaving only a glance
of Silver Water
for Me to stretch My Eye to —
but I saw It this morning
from the bathroom window upstairs
where I COULD see more water
and saw It blip to the surface
before I went back
to sleep
The Hawk West Desk Window 8:45pm
I can watch The Sun go down
in The West
over prehistoric islands
then I can watch It rise
in The East
over My Favourite
Ocean
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 7:36am
The Sun has risen
much further North
than I expected
& I am to execute
a sculpture of Hunter’s closest friend
whose eyes are up & open
to the surprise of his
final moment
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 7:40am
I see The Silver Lining
of the cloud bank over head
out to sea I look
to the pewter of the waves
The Sun is out, clouded
casting Its own Silver
across the rippled sky
The Hawk Queen Bed 7:57am
We had a magnificent sunrise
this morning — actually cloud rise —
the billowing clouds along the horizon
were banked by lesser streaks
& the sun’s light glared out behind
illuminating the bulbous edges
— it even had rays shining out & up —
— but We never saw the sun —
it got caught
The Hawk Window Seat 8:30am
I watched for The sun
along the glowing horizon
& when It sparked, It bounced
& shouted out, “Good Morning!”
Joanna Gilman Hyde 