Joanna Gilman Hyde

"Good Morning, World!"

Tag: Silver

CANADA DAY 2012

We’re in a Catch-22

& 22 is The Number That Guides Me

Today I Watched The Spray

from My Shower Animate

The Fabric of My Wash Cloth —

am I giving too much away?

I’m dressed in Baby Blue Puma Shorts

White Linen LL Bean Tank

Ancient Sandals

from The Yarmouth Hospital

3 Silver Bangles on My Left Wrist

Silver Hoops from My Ears

Rings of Gold

upon My Hands

& My Stainless Steel Open Heart Bulova Watch

around My Right Arm

THE HAWK WEST WINDOW 10:00am

INDUCTING THE BLACK SWAN

I have seen The Post Card

from Tommy of Mexico

wilted on My Daughter’s Mirror

across from Her Bed

where I first met

The Boyfriend of Currency

Today I do The Laundry

Dressed In Black:

Black Tank, Black Capris

with My Silver Necklace

& Silver Hoops

Hunter, My Practising Husband/Doctor

may not go to Work

tomorrow

and I may not

see a friend

 

THE HAWK WEST WINDOW 10:30pm

The World Ended

for a sprinkling of ants

poured out from a Root Beer can

I picked up Today

@ The Base of My Painting

EMBLEM FOR THE GROWTH OF SILVER

@ The Side of Highway 3

teeming through

My Barrington Passage

GRAFFITI PROBLEM

I’m having a Graffiti Problem:

Saturday Night I Painted

A Pentagram Star, Red,

with Silver Rays

on A Rock

in My Friend’s Backyard

— She said I could Paint

Anything I Wanted —

She said, “I Love It!”

but now Her 17 year old Daughter

doesn’t Love It

& I’ve been asked

to paint

a starfish

I COME LIMPING HOME

There’s  a Rock on The Side of The Road

in Barrington where I shop

It has a Mentalist Red John

which I badly want to deflect

with Silver Star Rays

& maybe Red Dots

but on this windy Sunday Morning

as I drive on My Mission

I see a Police Car

coming through The Intersection

of Highway 3 & The Causeway

I turn around

I come home

leaving My Cans of Silver & Red

rattling around on the floor

of My Escape

THE HAWK PORTICO 5:30pm

I was Thanked Today

by God of All People

bobbing slightly on a Balloon String

above the Cashier @ Sobey’s

I believe The Thank You

was for My Successful Effort

to encrypt His Silver Star

or Mine

upon the face of a vacant rock

offering Space

to a smattering of Lichen