The Hawk Queen Bed 8:55pm
I have a window by My Bed
which lets The Whole World In
across the sonorous waves
of multitudinous peeps
the tourist cars arrive
to watch the deer
and the air of cool spring
seeps in
so soothing to a relative
from Florida
The Hawk Queen Bed 8:15am
The Shock of Silver
is with Me still
when I see
a band across The Sea
I think of My March 31st
Shower
22 years ago
& how It’s brought Me
to Sanctuary
The Hawk Queen Bed 3:43pm
My Brother Howard often complained
of a pain in His Heart
& no one could understand why —
doctors could find nothing wrong
& He went to His Grave
with a mysterious awareness
comparable to the physicality
of My Animated Halo
& He went to His Grave
minus His Heart
& His Brain
The Hawk Deck 9:36am
I Am The Vessel
of Life
consuming inordinate quantities
of water
retaining fluid
in My Head
& Limbs
I hear the call of The Mourning Dove
& The Grackle
on This New Spring Morning
I think of what My Life
contains:
My House
My Husband
My Far-away Kids
grown now
with Their Own
Lives
The Hawk Corner Room 5:35pm
If I could I would
gather The Whole World
like A Lover
& hold It inside
of Me
Speck that It is
I would lay It on My Tongue
& moisten It
with My Lips
I would roll It
over My Gums
& send It toward My Throat
I would consume It
& have It course
through My Veins
like isolated blood
& never through
the finality of
digestion
NOTE: I just saw
a little red star glint
at Me as I filled
My Life Glass
Halifax, NS 1:55pm
I saw A Little Girl
quickly stroking Her Nanna’s Hands
out-stretched on a cafe table
She — The little Girl —
had on a Silver Heart
& played with Her Elder’s Hands
until Her Mother
took The little Girl
to the bathroom
The Hawk Deck 10:44am
There Is No Power
Higher Than The Human Mind
The Self Is All
& Guides You To Your Ultimate
Fulfilment
The Tomato-coloured Couch 5:40pm
My be-decked Hand
My be-dazzled Right Hand
with The Question Mark Ring
strokes the black sleek fur
of My Beloved Pet
& shines out to The World
as A Hand of Self-worth
capability far-reaching
& prized for Its clarity
not only in what It wears
but what It commands
The Tomato-coloured Couch 1:05pm
I watched a society
of starlings
pecking in My Front Yard
while I realized
I am limiting My SELF
with this Second Coming of Christ
notion
and a white vehicle
drove past and scared
the birds away
Joanna Gilman Hyde 