joannagilmanhyde

"Good Morning, World!"

MY TIME

The Hawk Deck 9:08am

I Am Drinking In

The Silver

Of This 22nd Day

Of This 22nd Year

Into The Awakening

I

Have

Come

To This Ever-glade

Of Peace

&

Prosperity

Where I Reside

With My Loving Husband

&

My Beautiful Singing Daughter

Whether I Stay

Or Not

I Will Carry With Me

The Ages

Of Time

&

Be A Representative

Of The Life

We’ve Lived

Before

CLEANSING RITUAL

The Hawk West Desk Window 9:45pm

If God Creates

The Universe

She Does It Every Night

She Spits Out Stars

Against Her Mirror Image

in an effort to floss

Her Identity

then brushes thoroughly

aggressively

Her Set Of Calcified Moons

to eject a frothing paste

down

into

the

sink

hole

My Daughter Is Downstairs Singing

The Hawk West Desk Window 7:57pm

Tonight I had to throw out

Our entire supper of fish

to the gulls and crows

– it was tainted –

and then in a fit

of generosity

I threw out Our bread

best by today

and three English muffins

dated March 18th

Beep Beep

The Hawk West Desk Window 8:15pm

There’s a purple cloud

out there now

with The Peepers going

It’s a scene, Man

A Scene

&

I Love It

EASTER EVENING

The Hawk West Desk Window 7:04pm

I Lift The Shade

From My Husband’s Nap

To Check The Progress

Of The Sun — It

Lays Out Her Silver

Upon The Bay

An Hour Before The Set

We’ll Watch

STATIONED

The Hawk Portico 3:15pm

I am like a Big Italian Woman

leaning on bare elbows

out an open window

surveying Her Neighbourhood –

does She hear The Birds

as She nods to Her Neighbours

& watches Children on bicycles?

MORNING REPORT

The Hawk Outpost 10:26am

I Lift My Life Glass

To The Silver On The Water

& Watch As One Gull Flies By

Within The Breadth Of A Dappling

Of Cloud

A Fishing Boat On The Horizon

Shimmers In The Mix

Of My Sea

& Sky

&

I

Drink

TRANSPOSITION

The Hawk West Desk Window 7:52pm

I have watched The Sun

born out from under a ridge

of grey cloud –

a colour I want to call

purple –

into the clear light

between, now, the upper ridge

and a lower bank

where The Sun burns

Its way down, a molten sphere

into a bottom line of ocean islands

I want to call grey

“HEY WESTERN WORLD!!”

The Tomato-coloured Couch 6:35pm

Did You Know China

is advertising on Chinese Television

for The People — yes, The Chinese

– All 1.3 Billion Of Them –

TO BUY GOLD?!

Why isn’t Our Half Of The World

advertising The Affordable Gold

I call SILVER??  I call

for SILVER  to Shine

on Our Big Black Screens

for less than $22.00 an ounce –

I am screaming for

This Monetary Agent

used in electronics, solar panels

in medicine as

an anti-bacterial agent –

I am screaming for

This Planet’s Adult-hood

East & West

to be refined into The Brilliance

OF THE ELEMENT OF SILVER

Showering Down On All Of Us

Bathing Us In Its Gleaming Purity

Of Knowledge Of Ourselves

As Human Beings

Subject To Tarnish

Object To Polish

and back

again

I Just Made A Bed

The Hawk West Desk Window 12:30pm

I just made a bed

for The Procreation Of Humanity:

I spread out a dark brown bottom fitted sheet

and picked off The Galaxies

stuck there –

I overlaid the top sheet — dark purple

tucked it under the queen-size mattress

& filled the matching pillow cases

with very old pillows

The Comforter went over last –

old too because of the occupancy

of cats

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