Joanna Gilman Hyde

"Good Morning, World!"

Tag: Silver

THE FIRST DRINK

The Hawk Kitchen 7:50pm

I have drunk My First Beverage

W–A–T–E–R

from My Chalice Divine

standing before My Dramatic Sky

of heavy mauve cloud

& Illuminated Gull

reaching around

to the sea-view

SILVER SLUMP

Barrington Passage, NS 2:22pm

I’m sitting in a Doctor’s Office

One of The Safest Places

in The World

or is It?

Here I am given a little green pill

to ward off anxiety

about The World at Large

I have had My Talk

& My Walk

but continue to feel

a shadow

of uneasiness

AQUIRING SIGNAL

The Hawk Living Room 3:30pm

hook Me up

to My Members of Silver & Gold

My Robotic Arms

of The West

to carry Your Instruction

when a Reshma Begum emerges

in Pink & Violet —

tell Me what to say:

Say It, Damn It, Say It —

why has It taken the deaths

of one thousand, one hundred

Eastern Garment Workers

to force a call

to God?

TRANSMOGRIFICATION

The Hawk West Desk Window 10:22pm

No Body’s gonna transmogrify

My Telepathic Vision —

My Vision of two illuminated figures

spinning in phosphorescence

by a dappled stream bed

No Body’s gonna transmogrify Them into The Urban Setting

traced over by two metallic animated robots

reaching for One Another

spinning on a unifying

pole

in

The Vertical

Landscape

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City

SPINNING IN PHOSPHORESCENCE

The Hawk Living Room 6:11pm

I tried to watch The Video

of The New Survivor

from Bangladesh

but a Lexus Commercial

kept coming on

I tried & tried

but all I kept seeing

were a pair of humanoid mannequins

controlled by little people

who allowed the dolls

one silver (male)

one gold (female)

to meet

 

HE’S A STAR MAN!

The Hawk Shower 10:22am

Oh My God

He’s A Star Man

He’s A Star Man

Oh My God

Oh My God

He’s A Star Man!

NEXT DAY

The Hawk Queen Bed 2:22pm

In Bed in lavish purple

bedding & robe & calico cat

window open to the spring

I sit This Afternoon

with My Worn Out Husband

on the remnants

of a stomach bug, He & I

reading financial reports

off His Nexus Tablet

& planning how He can keep

working, rowing

& feeding the cats

I HAVE A MESSAGE

The Hawk Family Room 4:52pm

I Have A Message

fuelled by One Blonde Beer

sitting in A Brown Leather Swivel Chair

looking South Out A Double Window —

My Husband lists the unavailability

of Silver

by domestic bullion dealers

My Message Is:  Gather Your Wits

buy what You can of Grain

& Gold

& hold onto Your Children, Your House

Your Guiding Beliefs

let not the government

break down Your Door

MY BIRTHDAY

The Hawk Kitchen 10:22am

I watch the thorough glitter

out on The Water

through The Window Screen

(it’s too windy to sit outside)

My Husband’s Blood Pressure

is precarious

making Me jittery

while He’s at work

refusing to see HIS Doctor

GLORIFY THY SELF

Shelburne, NS 12:30pm

Take The Power

That Is Yours

From Your Hair

Your Dress

Your Silver Jewellery

Take The Power

From Your Mind

Your Dreams

Your Aspirations

Look To The Sky

What Birds Do You See?

Are They Black Or White

& What Does That Mean?