July 12th, 2025
Annapolis Royal Historic Gardens
11:15 am
Eye have meandered through
M(eye) 1st Rose Garden
(unless the yellow & white
of M(eye) Grandmother’s garden path
still counts)
Eye took in the blossoms’ colours,
inhaling the over-written scents
up close & personal
on this day
of M(eye) 1st Husband’s 2nd Wedding
July 12, 2025
Annapolis Royal Historic Gardens
10:26 am
A Woman is A Flower
every layer veiled
w/ the succulence of purity
& scent of Attraction
for nearly everyone around Her:
those who do not see Her
as well as those who see Her clearly
NOTE: a tourist 2 The Gardens said,
“I’ll walk into town — I’ve been here before.”
July 11th, 2025
The Hawk Green Chair
12:30 pm
Within Dark Hours
for M(eye) Daughter
& for Me
(thanks 2 men Eye do not wish 2 compare)
a small stone lay
w/ The Word Hope
painted upon It
beside M(eye) deck
within Jerome’s sleeping spot —
The Stone HAD been kept
inside a glass bowl
(w/ other rocks worth keeping)
so HOW It got outside
is beyond Me
butt It did Its job today
accompanied by The Personal Prayer
of Our Honourable Baptist Minister
July 9th, 2025
The Hawk Queen Bed
5:16 am
The Summer of 1999
encapsulated The Affair w Dr Blair —
a mighty mistake
landing Me
in The Corruption of a 2nd marriage
based on sex, drugs, coercive control —
& now, divorced since June of 2020
w his upcoming Judgement set against Me
Eye must step out of Victimhood
& sue The B’ Jesus
out of his 85 year old ass*
*Eye am deliberately practicing “age-ism”
July 9th, 2025
The Hawk Queen Bed
4:54 am
M(eye) WORK Self Organizing Galaxy
lies entombed
somewhere inside Clarkstown Landfill*
capped
thanks 2 M(eye) 1st husband
set 2 re-marry
on Saturday
*Rockland County, New York
July 7th, 2025
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost
6:30 am
After a dream 2 mornings ago
reluctantly kissing a crook
on a slippery slope
in the rain, last night
Eye had a DOOZY of A DREAM:
I finally HAD HIM, My DHW
in the single bed of My Mother’s Room
in Jordan Bay*
I held Him
& We kissed for the first time.
It was a DOOZY of a kiss
w tongues & limbs & hands
— We were both so happy —
then in a Hotel Restaurant/bar
David had his wallet open
spilling bright green Scottish Bills
on the floor
& I said, “I’ll check
if this is an International Hotel
& if they take Scottish currency.”
*Jordan Bay refers to My Grandparents’ now derelict summer house near Shelburne, NS
June 30th, 2025
The Hawk Kitchen
9:11 am
Eye am caught like The Deer
inside The Head Lights
of M(eye) Shower of Silver Daggers
piercing Me for M(eye) Eternity
within The Progress of non-existent time
within The Love of God —
M(eye) Little Man —
dangling like a carrot
(& Eye am The Donkey
going ’round & ’round & ’round)
June 28th, 2025
The Hawk Kitchen
11:22 am
Today Eye planted
M(eye) Silver Gleam
2 sit below M(eye) Eastern Window
2 catch residual rain
off M(eye) brick-red roof
against the muted leaves
of God’s softest green-grey
June 27th, 2025
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost
8:05 am
Eye have a contraption of LIGHT
dangling in M(eye) East Kitchen Window:
The Bedazzled Star of Christmas Past —
The Suspended Crystal Decanter Top —
The Resinous Ornament
of Our Little Hot Air Balloon
(bought years ago 2 signify
M(eye) DHW Fantasy) —
These glinting accoutrements
of strung-together glitter
sway & twist before a pattern
of The Cross
inside M(eye) open sky-catcher
2 spark M(eye) Reconnaissance
of The Shower of Silver Lights —
M(eye) New & Delicate Apprehension
of The Glory of Treasured Refraction
June 25th, 2025
The Hawk Deck
10:30 am
This Is What You Call
Deck Living:
stepping barefoot onto weathered boards
(one rotten)
2 hear The Sea & See It Sparkle
2 feel The Bug-free Breeze
(except for the odd fly who might get in the kitchen)
2 languish in A Leopard-spotted Night Shirt
(appreciated once by a non-lover)
amongst The Newly Potted Blossoms
of A Planter’s Delight
while The Scraggly Apple accommodates
The Occasional Blue Jay —
now 2 drink Peppermint Tea
w/ Mexican Honey
(courtesy of Eliza’s Boyfriend) —
Eye could sit here all morning
in M(eye) Surprisingly Comfortable Folding Chair of slatted wood
(2 wooden Adirondack Chairs
are due next week, courtesy of Eliza)
writing poems & drinking, drinking
Tea & Sunshine —
It’s The Momentary Life of Leisure
& Eye am not minding being alone
except for The Cats
& Gully The 3rd
Who’s already had His Breakfast
of ancient canned beans —
He’s Off
Joanna Gilman Hyde 