REVERIE
The Hawk Kitchen 4:30pm
I am That Old Woman
positioned by Her Kitchen View
of Yard, Ocean, Sky
with a cat on Her Foot Stool
& no knitting in Her Lap
The Hawk Kitchen 4:30pm
I am That Old Woman
positioned by Her Kitchen View
of Yard, Ocean, Sky
with a cat on Her Foot Stool
& no knitting in Her Lap
The Hawk Queen Bed 9:00am
I sit inside a purple room
the chamber of a heart
when I close My Eyes
I see iridescent purple
& decide Whose Heart
I’m in
The Hawk Kitchen 5:40pm
I lost a hand made ring
of enamelled Silver
into the waves of The Jersey Shore
when I was 18
with My First And Only Boyfriend
–
Was It Silver going back to ore
as I told My Self
when I was 13 & lost
two Silver Bracelets
My Mother gave Me for Christmas?
–
What did I tell My Self
when I lost a hand made Silver-beaded earring
in the sand on Mc Nutt Island
when I was maybe 20
with a military man
whose name is long forgotten?
–
What do I tell My Self now
when I lose something
I might value
like a pair of crystal candlesticks
from My Mother’s Shakespeare House
put away in one of the boxes
I took unopened to The Salvation Army?
The Tomato-coloured Couch 8:25pm
She stood in Our Family Room
Entry Way
8 feet tall in platform pink stilettos
dark mini & worked-on hair
straight
asking for a ride
to the beginning of Her Partying
equipped with a little one-shot bottle
of Black Crown Royal
I gave Her with Her Roses
on Christmas Eve —
now It’s New Year’s
She’s out in The Wind
messing up Her Hair
as She climbs into My Escape
& climbs out at a Black Dodge Ram 1500:
Her Trophy Legs are all I can see
disappearing down Her Boyfriend’s Drive
The Tomato-coloured Couch 5:22pm
I Am The Silver-Black Crow
Eating My Heart Out
Pecking My Skull
“Let Me Out”
“Let Me Out”
–
Curl Up My Sleek Feathers
Gather My Dark Wings Together
Like Hands In Prayer
“Away With Me”
“Away”