The Tomato-coloured Couch 5:12pm
I have just spent an hour at least
shielding My Eyes from the sun
to watch a flock of Starlings
starting in Our Yard —
heading across the street
in elongated splashes of sparkle
every time They took off —
and matted together on either
roof lines, grass or wires
in Their elusive group-think
I would give anything
to know
The Tomato-coloured Couch 3:46pm
How dare they try
to count The Stars
by saying every one
is just a speck of sand
on all The World’s Beaches
— if that is the case
I have just traversed
trillions on My Walk
to The Guzzle Rock
covered in barnacles —
should I count them too?
Clark’s Harbour Red & White 6:00pm
I just ordered a sodalite ring
to make Me feel better
It’s coming next week
when I will have begun
My Concept 2 March Madness Challenge
when I will be rowing
10,000 metres a day
for the muddy month of March
& I will earn
My Power Ring
& I will wear It
proudly
The Hawk Living Room 8:30pm
The Time has Come
to write of My Floor
My Platform of The Universe
laid out like a sea
The Foundation of My Living Room –
I come downstairs
seeing It from above
to pick up stray galaxies
of cat hair bundles
— maybe only one or two —
along the vast expanse
of My Extreme Meanderings
The Hawk Kitchen 2:07pm
I put on My Green Apron —
“Pinny” as My Scottish Husband
calls It —
in It
I am The Uniform
of Domesticity
ready to cook
up
a chicken casserole
with the radio
up
LOUD
The Hawk Shower 11:40am
My Wash Cloth dangles
like a black tulip
holding closed My Secrets —
Secrets of The Shower —
I take It to My Body
every day & rinse
the woven purple
out carefully
for the next
intimacy
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 7:55am
My Mother was My Guiding Star
I hang Her Portrait
above My Door
She led Me straight
to never lie
& held Me close
until She died
The Hawk Dining Room 6:57am
I got up to let out
a cat
& saw My Painting
in the sky —
I saw the orange and purple
laid out before Me
stretched along the horizon
& I am filled with a knowing
happiness
as I see the pink turn
to gold
& the ball of licking light
rise
February 17, 2016
DAVID DUDICK
Division President
General Mills Canada Corporation
5825 Explorer Drive
Mississauga, Ontario L4W 5P6
Dear Mr. Dudick:
Please find the enclosed unopened box of Nature Valley Sweet & Salty Cashew Granola Bars purchased February 6, 2016 at Sobey’s in Barrington Passage, Nova Scotia. I request that you open it at your earliest convenience and look inside. Please find also, along with proof of purchase, my internet poem titled “Gyped” which was published on February 13 and proved to be one of my most popular poems in the history of my daily poetry blog which this April will be four years old.
Yours very truly,
Joanna G. Hyde
cc Colin Gates, Manager Sobeys
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 7:28am
I see the pale disc
of sun, looking like a golden coin
on the rise
through a streak of cloud
moving into its halo
soaked up
by its own illumination
Joanna Gilman Hyde 