joannagilmanhyde

"Good Morning, World!"

FOG SONG

The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 8:34am

The Scrub Spruce are receding

into The Fog

I have situated My Wrought Iron Chair

square on

to see The Spread of Ocean

when It clears

 

DOES SHE OR DOESN’T SHE?

The Hawk Kitchen 7:38pm

The Universe is incubating

in My Red Teflon Frying Pan

I have dished out & up

all I am made of

& now it is up

to the stars

to see if I work

MY OUTPOST WINDOW

The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 3:51pm

My Outpost Window

is open to The Sea

screened against

moths & bugs I see

The Ocean framed

by The Upright Rectangle

of sliding glass

pushed up & open

to afford My Dream

treasured with The Song

of Birds

THERE IS NOTHING GREATER THAN THE HUMAN MIND

The Hawk Kitchen 8:30am

I have been wrestling

with God all My Life

finally I am winning

I have taken control

of the biggest force I know

& made Him do

His Dirty Work

for Me

SILVER SHIFT

The Hawk Kitchen 7:53am

The Silver Glare

alerts My Eyes

& shifts to flashes

of White

safe in My Kitchen

with the coffee pot on

I care not

for the rest of The World —

Oh but I do!

TWO WEEKS LATER

The Tomato-coloured Couch 4:20pm

My Mother’s Day Bunch

is a scraggly cascade of drying

lilly petals & crisp carnations

There are three well-preserved roses

the colour of autumn

with a card held high

“Hope You’ll enjoy

The Light of My Life bouquet –“

SELF-REPRESENTATION

Eliza’s Bathroom 1:38pm

I stand on a mat of Purple

in My Purple accented bath

looking down at My Purple toe nails

& Teal coloured pants

looking from above at My Station

as The 3rd Wife of a successful doctor

The Mother of 2.4 Children I love

fiercely

A Revolutionary of Vision

an artist of words

SILVER SEGMENT

The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 9:38am

The Ocean looks

like A Silver Bar

polished as if One

would polish

an old silver bar

regulated to The Sky

 

MORNING OF A MAJOR DREAM

The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 9:32am

I watch The Play

of Silver on The Sea

My Horizon Line

is one streak

The Sky affords another look

at molten clouds

luminescent above

The Depths of seething

Grey

MEMORY PILL DREAM

The Hawk Queen Bed 8:50am

I woke with The Dream

of My Mother

having Her 2nd Funeral

I was with Howard

in The Jordan Bay House

& She hadn’t died yet

I asked Howard where

We should have The Funeral

& He said Here!

We can put The Coffin

on The Sun Porch Table

& have Everyone park

on the grass. We can send

Her Body out to sea

& I said, It better go

way out to sea or

It will just wash up

in The Cove!

I asked My Brother —

“Have You ever known

Anyone Who’s had 2

Funerals?”

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