Joanna Gilman Hyde

"Good Morning, World!"

Tag: Nova Scotia

MORNING DRINK

The Hawk Deck 10:22am

I stand with My Glass

marked LIFE

in the sun of early fall

I glance to the gleam

on the ocean top

& devise

My Future Call

SENTIMENT

The Hawk Queen Bed 9:22am

I am heart-broken

I have lost

My Mother’s Amber Beads

I kept Them in My Closet

with other necklaces

but for yesterday’s Dinner

I could not find Them

when last I wore Their Rich Glassy Orange

could the string have broken

& I not have known?

February 19th, 2016 Found Them!  Found Them in My Closet after hanging up a spiral necklace I wore today to see My New Psychiatrist.  I saw My Mother’s Amber Beads dangling from an unworn fringy purse My Daughter gave Me, and called the discovery a miracle!

DECIDUOUS MORNING

The Hawk Queen Bed 8:50am

This Morning I spied

on the globules of Silver

undulating through My Neighbour’s Tree —

Oh how They sparked!

on the stillness of water

& I gazed until I blinked

the golden lime

of My After Glow

IS IT TIME?

The Hawk Queen Bed 8:30pm

Is It Time

that I write of The Magic

in My Numbers?

How one set of 10:22

was formulated 4 minutes ahead

but I didn’t see It on Time

& found The Trick of The Mind

instead

attending to what is at hand

until prodded, prompted

by the subconscious

Sign?

BRASS TAX

The Hawk Queen Bed 8:15am

Languishing Gold —

Stuttering Silver —

when will approach the turning tide?

I predict Jan/Feb

when The World has lost

all else

but The Metal

in Our Pockets

POWER PLAY

My Brother Howard’s Birthday, The Hawk Portico 3:05pm

I ain’t playin’

when I see that Brinks

armoured truck runnin’ grey along

the front windows of Sobey’s

I ain’t playin’

when I feel a surge in My Heart

when I see them bullet-proof men

stagin’ them bags of money —

I gots Mine –

I’m safe

MORNING APPROACH

The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 8:59am

Silver on The Water

Silver in The Sky

The Thermometer is low

The End is (nearly*) Nigh

I am wide awake

The Coffee Pot is on

I have My House full of guests

ungrateful for The Dawn

*redundancy

ON CONCEPT 2

The Hawk Exercise Room 11:11am

Silver Crashes Down On My Head

Silver Flashes Out Between My Legs

I Am Strong

I Am Woman

“HOW’S IT GOIN’?”

The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 7:28pm

“Hi Joanna — what U doin’ Today?”

“Imma Usherin’ in The New Age.”

“The New Age of What?”

“The New Age of Silver –what else?”

“How U doin’ that?”

“With how I deck My Body

& how I deck My Mind.”

“What d’ya mean?”

“My Mind is My Body

& My Jewels are My Accent.”

MORNING CALL

The Hawk Queen Bed 8:11am

The Jay boasts The Song

of My Growing Up

in Valley Cottage, New York

where I played in woods

behind My House

& zoomed up a hill

from The Bus

after school