Joanna Gilman Hyde

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Tag: Silver

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The Hawk Basement  11:22am

I’m Gonna Blow

The Roof Off

Death & Destruction:

Self Organizing Galaxy

SILVER SONG

The Hawk Outpost 8:40am

The Brilliant Sheen

Upon The Water

Fills My Heart & Eyes

I Love It So

It Guides My Way

I Will Sing Of It

Until I Die

SILVER LIE-SENSE

The Tomato-coloured Couch 6:38pm

There once was A Girl

for Whom all She touched

turned to Silver

She lived in a Silver House

with Her Mother

and Five Cats

(The Cats weren’t Silver)

— there was a Silver Statue

of Her Mother after The Mother

died

& The Girl kept It

under Her Silver Bed

She had Friends come over

but would not touch Them

unless They wanted to be Silver too

One Day She met A Little Man

down a mossy lane

and The Little Man touched Her

by mistakei

He instantly turned

to Silver

and ran away

without even telling The Girl

His Name

SILVER PLAY

The Hawk Outpost 8:35am

The thinnest of Silver Streaks

move over The Water View

from My Kitchen Outpost

The Cloud Cover

lets Them in

along The Horizon

and out to sea

with inward pools of Light

closer to Me

SILVER LIGHT

The Hawk Outpost 9:17am

Silver Light envelopes Me

as I stand before

My Hawk Outpost —

I see The Beads Of Light

on The Laundry Line

& feel the warmth of Sun

shimmering

through My cobwebbed

window

CORNER VIEW

The Hawk Deck 9:55am

I have a view

from The Corner of My Deck

where the open steps go down

to the grass

beyond which is the hedge

of bamboo, the scrub spruce

& one silhouetted roof-line

meeting the horizon

of silver glitter

which is Mine

 

MORNING WATER

The Hawk Deck Rail 8:55am

The Ocean is so calm

I see only one silver streak

along the horizon

and the occasional

silver glint

spark

closer in

OCEAN LIGHT

The Hawk Outpost 9:34am

The Swath Of Silver

Beyond My Post

Blinds Me To Its Essence

But Reminds Me

Of My Security

In My Lovely House

By The Sea

THE QUARTERDECK

Summerville Beach August 17th 4:04pm

The Female Or-

gasm Is The Sound Of Un-

iversal Sea Shore

Summerville Beach August 18th 10:15pm

drinking my 3rd cup of coffee

with wave upon wave

The Light Of Silver

follows me

out on the water

into my view

into my veins

 

 

SUPER MOON

The Hawk Deck Rail 10:11am

I See The Silver

On The Water Bold

The Air Is Clear

The Fall It Holds

I Stand Beside My Rail Dear

To Right Away The Strife

I Fear

Is This The Moon

Or Is This The Sun?

It Doesn’t Matter

For I Have Won