THE HAWK WEST WINDOW 11:30pm
by Joanna Gilman Hyde
One Night On Bald Mountain
A Woman In Orange & Black
Stood Beneath Her Crow Painting
Armed With A Blunted Bread Knife
Witch, She Insisted,
She Was Using
To Make A Point
–
She Directed A Party Of Mounties
To The Idea
She Would Be Escorted To Hospital
Under One Condition:
That She Receive
No Medication
Against Her Will
Officer M– Wrote Down Her Request
–
She Surrendered Her Implement
Agreed To Be Strapped
In A Semi-reclining Position
Into The Back Of An Ambulance
To Be Driven Away
One Hour
To The Yarmouth Psychiatric Unit
Where Her One Condition
Was Not Met
–
Tonight, May 22nd 2012
My Husband Lay Beside Me
And Announced:
“There Are No Leaders”
Joanna Gilman Hyde 
This poem refers to something which seems like a long time ago. Psychiatry only knows how to medicate and does not listen well. This is nicely pointed out in this work.
I said there are no leaders referring to the dire state of the West and the total corruption which has overtaken politics and banking world wide.
Thank you Hunter. I feel your comments are valuable to the whole world.
Perhaps all of our Real Leaders have been strapped in a semi-reclining position and driven away..
A beautiful poem about surrender, power and trust overshadowing corruption, deceit and control.
Thank you again, Jackie. You always have such a way of encouraging me, or at the very least. reinforcing what I think I know myself.
Such a sad poem.
Joann if you want more people to find your writing, tag it poem, poetry, poems, poet etc.