Joanna Gilman Hyde

 I once sat on a screened-in porch

where I thought I could be

if not happy at least

somehow relieved

wrapped in a comforter

or was it just that sweater

I wore when I was so sick

too sick to live

too sick to want to live?

Now Instead I Sit

Proudly On My New Front Stoop

Heralded By The Sun

Underneath A Sun Hat

Glittering Around My Eyes

Gently Lifting

To The Breeze Off My Ocean

Joanna Hyde
joannagilmanhyde.wordpress.com
April 24th 2012   The Hawk Portico   2:48pm