The Hawk West Desk Window 10:22am
I am wearing the colour of vulnerability
is it still the colour of surrender?
I stand in the bathroom mirror
& look at My Self — Dual Citizen
a representative of North America
in LL Bean Blue Jeans
& white sweat shirt
Grey Star at My Neck
Diamond Rings blaze on both My Hands
What do I stand for?
Canadian/US Citizen
on guard
for
Thee
The Hawk Deck 11:22am
Take away The Question
what do You have
That Which Is
all around You
in front of Your Blazing Eyes
at the touch of Your Sticky Fingers
at the smell of Your Pristine Nose
at the lure of Your Thankful Ears
at the taste of Your Capable Tongue
The Meaning is in Your Voice
in Your Gesture
in Your Mind
The Hawk Deck 10:40am
I’m a wanna-be Spiritual Leader
I wanna teach Humanity
to love Itself
How corny is that?
Here on My Deck I love
in The Light Of Morning
I wanna cry out
“Love Your Selves!”
The heck with God —
We bumbling Humans
are where It’s At
Look what We can make
of Our Selves
Wanna Bet?
The Hawk Living Room 3:42pm
When I was A Child Of Sex
I swallowed The Semen
of anonymous men
unremembered — the men
not The Taste —
now in My Upstanding Years
I have sex with One Man
and besides
We don’t do That
The Hawk Corner Room 11:45am
Love which can be pulled back
is My Grandest Weapon
how It arms Me
in The Dark
as It has for almost half My Life
It levers Me into The Remainder
for I will keep this Love hidden
and use It only if I have to
like The Crow Bar under My Bed
The Hawk West Desk Window 9:42
The Moon lived with Me
for a short while
from The Time Of My Conception
to The Time Of My Death
It stood behind Me
as A Halo Of Silver
and I lived with My Shadow
where ever I went
The Hawk Portico 4:15pm
Silver is not a barbaric relic
as Gold has been called
Silver as a standard of measurement
is tried & true
I may be worth millions
in a very short time
as I have bought into
The Sterling Which Fell On My Head
at a specific date
one sunny afternoon
over twenty years ago
& Which has been incubating
ever since
Joanna Gilman Hyde 