The Tomato-coloured Couch 5:10pm
A Silver Star-spark just crossed My View
as I sat at the computer screen
— passed across My Field of Vision
diagonally from left to right
trailing a dark path
alerting Me
to read
“God Has Called Them All Home”
The Hawk Hallway 5:10pm
Why turn to an opalescent sky
for the answer to Our Eternal Question
WHY?
Why renounce My American Citizenship
fearful of being found out
as a culprit of 911
as a proud New Canadian since 1995
living in Peace & Security
with no plans to go back
to visit friends & relatives
in The Beleaguered US of A?
Why watch CNN
to see Obama
commiserate
with the survivors
of fallen children?
Why live next door
to a massive giant
of woe & destruction
for the sake of a spit of sand
where I may walk in private?
Why?
Because I ended up here —
is it that simple?
Because I had The Dream
of “Being A Famous Artist
Living In Nova Scotia”
where now I am tied
to My Property
Progeny
One or Two Husbands —
where is My Dream taking Me Now?
It’s A Haven
With Glass Walls
Joanna Gilman Hyde 