The Hawk Outpost 4:30pm
The Sky has a hue
of aqua green
against the three or so
inches of white
The Colour is delicate
transitional
a gull flies through It
out of view
The Hawk Corner Room 1:10pm
My Bed is laid
with The Quilt of Purple Ripples
under an array
of framed memorabilia
in Eliza’s Room
while She is away
messing about in boats
The Tomato-coloured Couch 4:33pm
I think back
to That Night of Black Magic
when I was dressed in beaded
dark grey lace
enthroned by the mink
of a dead mother-in-law
— silver heels decked
My Feet
rhinestones spiralled around My Neck
The Place was packed
when I tottered in
to drink only water
next I looked
The Place was cleared
but for My Party Of Six
My Truest Friends
out for fried fish & burgers
& cranberry puddng
until unforecasted snow
compelled Us to go
leaving no shoe
behind
The Hawk En-suit Bath 1:11pm
I Am Venus Rising
Out Of Her Bath
Of Bubble
Having To Towel Off
(With Her Grey Towel Of Course)
Any Trace
Of Her
Submergence
The Hawk Kitchen 9:30am
Yesterday I put on a play
for My Husband —
I dressed in Eliza’s Black Satin Robe
& My World Trade Center Earrings
took My Wedding Rings Off
& declared to WHB
that He houses
The Most Dangerous Woman In The World —
then the gold and silver pin holding My Robe
exploded off Me
causing Me to change
into My Silver Grey
with Earrings of Dangling Gold
from Africa
& rhinestone bracelet:
a bauble of The Earth
The Hawk Corner Room 8:15am
I see a vertical
Ray Of Hope
defusing now at the top
of bulbous clouds
and emanating downward
into pink diagonals
at The Edge
of My Silver Ocean
The Hawk Queen Bed 9:22pm
I have X’d out
the 10/22
next to My Signature
on “My Black Star”
It makes Me feel good
to see this black line
over something once held
in the highest esteem
now ground down
into The Earth
The Tomato-coloured Couch 3:00pm
I stood in a corner
beside The Photograph
of Dr Schweitzer holding Me
& chanted out for The World to witness
“I Stand For Silver”
“I Stand For Silver”
“I Stand — For Silver”
I chanted & chanted
until I could chant
no more
& became The Petulant Child —
now there lies
a cat
where My Feet were planted
Highway 103, NS NOON
Before Bed
I take a selection
of pills
— ten to be exact —
some for My Body
some for My Mind
They restore My Sleep
but rob Me of My Dreams
and so now I have an aura
accompanying My Vision
when I exit
The Shower
in Day Light
Joanna Gilman Hyde 