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
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!
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
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?
My Brother Howard’s Birthday, The Hawk Portico 3:05pm
I ain’t playin’
when I see that Brinks
armoured truck runnin’ grey along
the front windows of Sobey’s
I ain’t playin’
when I feel a surge in My Heart
when I see them bullet-proof men
stagin’ them bags of money —
I gots Mine –
I’m safe
October 5th, The Hawk Queen Bed 10:40pm
I have installed a family
of stuffed animals & dolls
in a finished basement window
in order to unpack
dusty cardboard boxes
flattened for recycling —
I have placed My Brother’s Anne of Green Gables
as The Baby Sitter
over hard-headed “twins” from the 30’s
My Stuffed Bear “Bear Bear”
in a bright red mantel over a pink bath robe
a squirrel to represent My Mother’s Presence
& a hand-made cloth doll from China
–
*Grandfather Bobby Hyde’s sister Helen who lived in a studio apartment in NYC, drinking gin in the morning next to her full-sized loom and talked to me of a family who lived in her sky light.
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 8:59am
Silver on The Water
Silver in The Sky
The Thermometer is low
The End is (nearly*) Nigh
–
I am wide awake
The Coffee Pot is on
I have My House full of guests
ungrateful for The Dawn
*redundancy
The Hawk Exercise Room 11:11am
Silver Crashes Down On My Head
Silver Flashes Out Between My Legs
I Am Strong
I Am Woman
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 7:28pm
“Hi Joanna — what U doin’ Today?”
“Imma Usherin’ in The New Age.”
“The New Age of What?”
“The New Age of Silver –what else?”
“How U doin’ that?”
“With how I deck My Body
& how I deck My Mind.”
“What d’ya mean?”
“My Mind is My Body
& My Jewels are My Accent.”
