LIP SERVICE
The Hawk Corner Room 4:30pm
Purple is The Colour
of Grief
& EYE have kissed
away My Death
in Livid Pulsations
of
Red & Blue
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The Hawk Corner Room 4:30pm
Purple is The Colour
of Grief
& EYE have kissed
away My Death
in Livid Pulsations
of
Red & Blue
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 10:45am
EYE am out from under
the seduction of lavender sheets
and the purple quilt
of My Daughter’s Room —
with the window open to hear
the birds and the waves —
all I wanted to do yesterday
was give My Children’s Father
a great big hug
and burst into tears
but this morning My Hunter made the coffee
while I switched beds
and decided to row
My Journal for statements
Tonight in My Bath
of necessity
I took out the purple
galaxies folding down around Me
& laid them on the edge
of The Universe
for safe-keeping
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 6:55pm
EYE have decided to leave
My Fuchsia Lip Print
on The Rim of My Sacred Life Glass –
It rests
like a purple leaf above
the scripted “Life”
set in Black
& EYE drink from It
layer upon layer
The Hawk West Desk Window 10:58am
I am ready to go
in My Ripped Grey Capris
& sleeveless purple top
dressed in the colours
I couldn’t paint
on top of My Bathroom Door
— grey —
(We have no towel racks)
& purple draped over
the door handle
The Hawk En Suit Bath 11:04am
I dried My Head
in a sea of Purple
& looked to see
My Flanks flecked
with galactic lint
or was it the inception
of insects
that I wore?
Eliza’s Bathroom 1:38pm
I stand on a mat of Purple
in My Purple accented bath
looking down at My Purple toe nails
& Teal coloured pants
looking from above at My Station
as The 3rd Wife of a successful doctor
The Mother of 2.4 Children I love
fiercely
A Revolutionary of Vision
an artist of words
The Hawk Window Seat 12:22pm
I have put up
a sheer lavender curtain
— one that Eliza didn’t like —
in Her vacated lavender room
now to be used for Guests
Who may never come
— the curtain has purple carnations
scattered across it
without obscuring the view
of rolling surf beyond
Joanna Gilman Hyde 