hawk chronicles #23…

i cannot
and
shall not
define myself
by who
or
what
you think
i am
understand this
i
am

hawk chronicles #22…

i share
these skies
with many
some
devour
the flesh
of the dead
others
pursue
the weak
feasting on
fears
more than
flesh
and
enjoying
each moment
of panic
in their eyes
like
humans
ruling over
the poor
who stand
at the gates
of death

hawk chronicles #21…

humans
spend
so much time
drawing lines
around
what they
perceive
as theirs
killing all
that enter
their space
and
we
are called
birds
of
prey

hawk chronicles #20…

part of me
is missing
it will not
alter my life
although
i know
it is lost
forever
just
as you know
what you have
lost
the question is
can
you
fly
without
it

hawk chronicles #19…

the last flight
into death
may be
and empty sky
or
entry
into
the treasures
of a golden
horizon

hawk chronicles #18…

what is it
that man
has done
that the creator
has taken his wings
was it
plucking an apple
or
failing
to plant
its
seeds

hawk chronicles #17…

sometimes
when you feel
lost
and
unsure
about what course
to take
you just need to
make a hard right
at the first sign
of hope
and
take a dive
into
the future

hawk chronicles #16…

sometimes
when you stand
on a precipice
of life
you
just need
to
dive in
and
enjoy
whatever
comes your
way

the hawk chronicles #15…

beyond the places
that you can see
are dreams to be fulfilled
i can see them
from here
though
you cannot
you
must rely
on faith
it is what
gives flight
to your life

hawk chronicles #8…

copyright cwmartin 2011

i’m going
to break
all the social rules
of behavior
shatter
all those
preconceived notions
of
who i am
and
what i do
and just
dance all day
to my
inner music