The Tomato-coloured Couch 3:38pm
When I close My Eyes
tightly
& lie in The Sun
I perceive a sea
of Red
When I loosen My Lids
I see mottled Silver
& as My Eyes squint open
I see The Rays
of My Enlightenment
June 19, 2014 The Hawk Dining Room
I have seen The Emblem
of Canada
before the pink sky
animated
by a song on the radio*
dancing
not to gusty wind
but toward a place
in My Mind
*Natasha Bedingfield “Unwritten”
The Hawk Portico 5:05pm
We are sucked to The Ocean
like little girls
in tiny suits
lolling
in the salty surf
I occasionally make editorial changes in my work after posting, so it would be prudent for you to read the poems more than once. Thank you, and I value your attention and comments.
Joanna
The Hawk West Desk Window 9:25pm
I was toying with writing
of the subtlety
of the sunset tonight
— especially to The North East —
but before bed
I looked West
to a fiery stage
orange-red
&
so
I
ignite
The Tomato-coloured Couch 7:25pm
The House Fly I cupped
in My Right Hand
and released beyond
My Front Door
knows My Scent
and carries It with Him
into Reality
The Hawk Portico 1:45pm
I heard a bull frog
a sort of rubber-y note
very sound of bog
Barrington Passage, NS 12:26pm
I have stepped through
a tunnel of shimmering leaves
calling Me along
by the dappled light
I have breathed in
the hue of fuchsia rose
wild
& heard the lupine
sing out
purple & white
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 9:15pm
sometimes I cannot get
the words
fast enough
before the pink
spreads itself
out of the sky
& I am left
with My favourite
grey
Joanna Gilman Hyde 