The Hawk Kitchen 9:30am
Yesterday I put on a play
for My Husband —
I dressed in Eliza’s Black Satin Robe
& My World Trade Center Earrings
took My Wedding Rings Off
& declared to WHB
that He houses
The Most Dangerous Woman In The World —
then the gold and silver pin holding My Robe
exploded off Me
causing Me to change
into My Silver Grey
with Earrings of Dangling Gold
from Africa
& rhinestone bracelet:
a bauble of The Earth
The Tomato-coloured Couch 2:22pm
She sits in black leggings
left foot tucked under
right thigh
couched on The Tomato-coloured Couch
Where Else?
under Her Depiction
of The Glory & The Fall
titled “My Black Star”
She wears Her Most Expensive Earrings
& socks with cats
given to Her by a coffee-drinking friend
She has come many miles
& many moons
to achieve Her Place
here
& plans to stay
as long as it takes
to answer Humanity’s Fatalistic Questions
The Hawk Dining Room 9:06am
The Silver Glare
off The Sea
leaks into My Eyes
It makes Me thirsty
to watch It so
I’ll drink My Glass
marked “LIFE”
The Tomato-coloured Couch 4:10pm
Once, years ago, a Minister’s Husband
pronounced that when I painted
@ 23
I should have been 54
(NOTE: I will turn 54 on April 30th, 2015)
When I first posted Halloween
all three related listings in the comment section
When I looked again
three different poems were listed.
The Hawk Living Room 2:22pm
I Am The Fury
The Black Heat Of Possession
Red-bladed
Against
The Purple Heart
Of My Third Child
The Tomato-coloured Couch 7:15pm
I have painted
The Sacred Heart
The Bon Jovi Heart
The Broken Heart
of My Third Child
–
I have painted
The Silver Lights
of My Black Star
violent
immovable
immortalized
beyond Me
The Tomato-coloured Couch 2:30pm
Here I sit
in Nova Scotia
Land O’ My Dreams
with the salt fog
wafting past My Living Room
Window
My Husband has joined Me
on The Tomato-coloured Couch
where I often write
to avail My Self
of every opportunity
here in seclusion
to realize
My Public Life
Joanna Gilman Hyde 