The Hawk Family Room 5:30pm
How Many Old Women
live in houses with ailing men
& have to check the blankets
To See If They’re Still Moving?
March 22, 2011 7:35am The Lobby of The Quality Inn, Halifax Airport
I have never seen Two Women
— I thought one of Them was a Small Man
at first —
I’ve never seen Two Women
embrace like Lovers —
They obviously were Lovers —
They obviously Love Each Other
more than anyone else on the planet
–
*WHB just uttered this phrase and I used it
poem originally titled Lesbian Embrace
The Yarmouth Psychiatric Unit, Yarmouth NS
about ten years ago
Take One Firm Believer
Who Thinks She’s It
Throw In A Dose Or Two Of Scepticism
Stir It All Up
Heap On A Prayer
Cook On High
Until Ready To Serve
The Hawk West Desk Window 12:05pm
I Have A New Bible
to Thump —
Open It Clean Down The Middle
& Pummel It With Your Thumbs:
It’s Titled The Joanna Hyde School of Thought —
Believe In Your Self First
then believe in God
The Hawk West Desk Window 5:10pm
If I were God, Which I Am,
I would decree the legalization
of Gay Marriage
the decriminalization of Street Drugs & Prostitution
the illegalization of Abortion
the equalization of God & Humanity
The Hawk Queen Bed 11:50am
On a Grey Day in March
I write The Poem for The 27th
The Day My Two Greatest Losses
befell Me by Fate:
The First was My True Companion —
My Mother made certain of that —
The Second was A Beginning —
The Beginning of A Child
I would never know
as I knew My Mother
The Hawk Queen Bed 9:36pm
If only I could run away
from My Past
& trip headlong into My Future —
but Where would that put Me?
Where then is My Present?
The Hawk West Desk Window 10:11pm
In a dim-lit windowless room
of Planned Parenthood
I must have signed My Life
away —
I say Must
because I do not remember
The Signature —
I say Life
because It was
Mine
The Hawk Corner Room 2:58pm
In Our Society of Carpenters
Our Chorus
One Voice Rings Out Above
The Others:
That of Ray
a petite crack-filler/painter
with “Christ Is The Answer”
on the front of His Little Red Truck —
and a handicap plate on the back
He says He was raised in an Ontario Orphanage
He ran away when He was fifteen
and somewhere on the way to Nova Scotia
along with His North Ontario French Accent
He developed The Sunniest of Dispositions
The Tomato-coloured Couch 4:33pm
I feel like throwing out
all My Black Clothes —
The Black Jesus Clothes
were for an operation
of secrecy & deceit
–
what colours can I resurrect?
Red & White
The Colours of Alarm
–
I am My Own Statement
of Alarm
Black Jesus is called off
–
Red is My Colour
& White is My Flag
My Canadian Flag
with Silver carrying Me
As I Fly
Joanna Gilman Hyde 