VERY SHORT POEM
The Hawk Queen Bed 10:47am
I Released A Fly
To Its Freedom
&
That
Was
That
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The Tomato-coloured Couch 5:06pm
I’m Married To This House
& The Doctor & The Books
That Come With It
Even If My Son Peak
Settles Out West
We Can’t Move —
Where Would My Crow Painting
Go?
The Hawk Deck 12:47pm
I see a slice
of The Universe
on the dark screen of My Cell
hit by The Sun
illuminating dust —
or am I giving too much
away?
The Tomato-coloured Couch 6:11pm
Hanging above My Front Door
is a sign
a command which reads:
“VIVRE”
a word I take to heart
for I have nearly died
The Tomato-coloured Couch 7:45pm
If Human Beings
Are Stars, What Are Animals —
Star Dust Nebulae?
The Tomato-coloured Couch 3:38pm
When I close My Eyes
tightly
& lie in The Sun
I perceive a sea
of Red
When I loosen My Lids
I see mottled Silver
& as My Eyes squint open
I see The Rays
of My Enlightenment
June 19, 2014 The Hawk Dining Room
I have seen The Emblem
of Canada
before the pink sky
animated
by a song on the radio*
dancing
not to gusty wind
but toward a place
in My Mind
*Natasha Bedingfield “Unwritten”
The Hawk Portico 5:05pm
We are sucked to The Ocean
like little girls
in tiny suits
lolling
in the salty surf
The Hawk West Desk Window 9:25pm
I was toying with writing
of the subtlety
of the sunset tonight
— especially to The North East —
but before bed
I looked West
to a fiery stage
orange-red
&
so
I
ignite
Joanna Gilman Hyde 