Joanna Gilman Hyde

"Good Morning, World!"

Month: October, 2015

TRIBUTE TO MY BROTHER

October 18, The Hawk Living Room 6:30pm

When I hit

20,001,100 metres

on My 10 year-old Concept 2 indoor rower

I raised My Arms

in triumph

& Hunter snapped a picture

forever declaring in that frame

that I was Howard

POSTPONEMENT

The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 12:09pm

When My Daughter visits

My Mother’s Island

will She dance

on Her Grandmother’s Grave?

Will She pick fall foliage

& climb shoreline rocks

scaring The Slumbering Garter Snakes

& The Mink who feed

upon Them?

FURY

The Hawk Kitchen 5:42pm

I’ve asked for My World Trade Center Preliminary Drawings

on actual blue prints

& My Former Husband claims

He can’t find Them in The Atlantic House —

Posh!

I’ve scattered sea salt grounds

laid out in My Mother’s Black Iron Frying Pan

& You Know What?!

I’ve created

yet again

a piece of The Universal

Design!

FOR WHAT IT’S WORTH

The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 8:30am

The Sun was Gold when I rose

making pink on Western clouds —

It’s Silver now so I’m told

by Its farthest reach

My Husband & I no longer look

at the precious metals chart —

We are waiting for the dire news

of a collapse in the money mart

FLY BY

The Hawk Deck 10:45am

I (EYE) am eking out

the last of The Summer Air

out here on My Summer Deck

with a load of sparse laundry

on the line

a military plane flies

over to The North

circles over the ocean

around Our House

& We don’t know why

BRINKS BONANZA

The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 12:34pm

In The No Frills Parking Lot

in front of Nova Scotia Liquor Commission

I eyed up a BRINKS armoured vehicle

as a somewhat elderly blue-shirted driver got out

while I got My Delivery

of lab reports

from South West Health Authority

Then as I crossed the street

in front of Royal Bank of Canada

One BRINKS (was It the same One?)

parked along side —

an armed blue-shirted guy got out with a bag

& a big dolly

& went inside toward the vault

while I went into The Automated Teller Machine

— He came back through

empty-handed

& I got up My Nerve

to ask Him what The Dolly was for —

should I be asking questions?

He said that was OK —

The Dolly was for “coinage” but The Bank didn’t have any

I said “coinage is not used much anymore –”

He agreed & said that’s why

He was turned away today —

did He say “coinage”

to cover for “bullion”?

He looked innocent

MORNING DRINK

The Hawk Deck 10:22am

I stand with My Glass

marked LIFE

in the sun of early fall

I glance to the gleam

on the ocean top

& devise

My Future Call

SENTIMENT

The Hawk Queen Bed 9:22am

I am heart-broken

I have lost

My Mother’s Amber Beads

I kept Them in My Closet

with other necklaces

but for yesterday’s Dinner

I could not find Them

when last I wore Their Rich Glassy Orange

could the string have broken

& I not have known?

February 19th, 2016 Found Them!  Found Them in My Closet after hanging up a spiral necklace I wore today to see My New Psychiatrist.  I saw My Mother’s Amber Beads dangling from an unworn fringy purse My Daughter gave Me, and called the discovery a miracle!

DECIDUOUS MORNING

The Hawk Queen Bed 8:50am

This Morning I spied

on the globules of Silver

undulating through My Neighbour’s Tree —

Oh how They sparked!

on the stillness of water

& I gazed until I blinked

the golden lime

of My After Glow

IS IT TIME?

The Hawk Queen Bed 8:30pm

Is It Time

that I write of The Magic

in My Numbers?

How one set of 10:22

was formulated 4 minutes ahead

but I didn’t see It on Time

& found The Trick of The Mind

instead

attending to what is at hand

until prodded, prompted

by the subconscious

Sign?