Joanna Gilman Hyde

"Good Morning, World!"

Month: May, 2015

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?”

OH HOW SILLY!

The Hawk Kitchen 3:40pm

I Am A Daughter-In-Law

even in Death —

The Death of My Mother

brought to an end My First Marriage

but I held on to My Ex-Husband’s Parents

& They held on to Me

through The Death of Peter’s Father

I am now saddled with His Mother

Whom I Love

but will I get Her Groceries

and oh — should I mention

that My Second Husband

is My Ex-Mother-In-Law’s

Doctor?

DINNER WITH MY HUSBAND

The Hawk Kitchen 6:41pm

There’s nothing delicate

about Me —

I talk with My Mouth Full

I wipe My Hands on My Pants

I dress in Fiery Reds

& Elevate My Voice

so that even The Deaf can hear

Me

for A Change

MEETING WITH A HUMMING BIRD

The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 8:17am

Out on My Deck, briefly

to assess The Silver Sea

as I stood on a mat of rope

A Humming Bird came to Me —

was it My Fuchsia Pyjama Top

which prompted saying “Hi”?

Or was He alerting Me

to The Importance of My Day

before He said “Good-bye”?

 

 

“We’ll Eat, Drink & Be Merry!”

The Hawk Kitchen 4:12pm

I can feed Millions

with My Ham & Broccoli Casseroles

My Trays of Eggplant Parmesan

My Pots of Baked Spaghetti

Yes — I Am A Cook

& I Am Cooking up

The Feast

of God’s Deposition

“Sleep Will Be An Issue For The Rest Of Your Life”*

May 19, 2015 The Hawk Queen Bed 10:06pm

Sometimes The Wind and Tide

combine to augment

The Sound as It is delivered

of The Waves accompanied

by Peepers, heightened by Peepers

to calm The Way

to Sleep

*only truth pertaining to Me uttered by the psychiatrist I had for eight years

AFTER SUPPER UNIVERSE

The Hawk Kitchen Sink 7:08pm

In My Galactic Frying Pan

sits the grease of aeons

each particle stationary

forming The Whole

against water, still

until The Lady of The House

decides

SUPPER TIME SKY

The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 6:15pm

The Sky is a watercolour wash —

have I said that before?

Probably — One Stripe

is the same as The Ocean

& so includes Itself

as a partition

of liquid cloud