Joanna Gilman Hyde

"Good Morning, World!"

Tag: Silver

SILVER REPORT

The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 9:46am

along The Grey Horizon

I see a single streak

of Silver

behind Our Neighbour’s

leafless tree

with the gradual motion

of linear clouds

My Line gets washed away

then reforms

to complete

My Fullest View

SKY OF MORNING

The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 8:21am

I See Silver

On The Ocean

‘neath An Opalescent Sky

One Fishing Boat

Sits Along The Horizon

A Gull & Crow

& Smaller Fry

Fly By

& By

SILVER SUN 2

The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 8:40am

The Sun is Silver

again on The Water

I see It Teal Green

when I blink

I steal It through

My Eyes

& Mind

& harbour It

beside Me

LIVING WATER

The Tomato-coloured Couch 1:50pm

“I Tried To Get To You”*

Who Do You Think

Showered You with Silver Lights?

Who Do You Think

Provided You with Your Own

Private God

on Your Right Shoulder?

Who Do You Think

has Furnished You with Your Life

You Love So Much

You Don’t Want To Die?

*Ian Curtis of Joy Division

A SINGLE SILVER STAR

The Hawk Kitchen 6:28pm

A Single Silver Star

just cascaded

across My Left-field

Vision

as I considered

an array of crumbs

gathered up into My Hands

& swept with both

down the sink

hole

MONDAY MORNING

The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 8:25am

I see The Sphere

of The Sun

behind a watery Sky

luminescent behind

the foggy clouds

decking My Horizon

with Silver Grey

& Silver Wash

SUNDAY MORNING 3

The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 7:56am

A bank of silvery clouds

is broken at the horizon

with a band of light

above the ocean

Today is The Day

I see My Children

together as a pair

grown & out there

leading Their Own Lives

 

A SLICE OF STONE AND A SLAB OF SILVER

The Hawk Kitchen 8:13pm

I have A Magic Pendant

It is Black & White

I wear It always around My Neck

to let It clarify My Sight

My Brother had One

made of Silver

It was Our Mother’s

Oh How He Loved Her!

He dangled Its chain

& let It swing

to answer Yes one way

or No the other

He saw His Way

out of any dilemma

& told His Fortune

to His Gods

He struck a deal

with His Death

that He would be remembered

as a Man of Steel

safely stowed

in The Land of Nod

THEIR LIVES

The Hawk Outpost 8:05am

I stand in a beam

of Silver Light

thinking of My Children

My Sole Delight?

I seem to see Them

in My Mind

as if I have Them

for All Time

 

HOME COMING

The Hawk Kitchen 8:26am

The ocean is a sea

of liquid Silver

The Sky is adrift

with opal cloud

My Son comes home

after two years away

and I am awash

in gratitude