The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 2:30pm
Oh if I had ever rode
inside a big yellow school bus
along the pristine coast
of Cape Sable Island
how much knowledge would
I have gathered?
Would I have married
a lobster fisherman
& had Five Children
all different
from My Own?
Would I have watched
Them board the bus
seeking its way through
the scrub spruce
beside the open ocean
turning to My Kitchen
& perhaps to My Pen?
The Hawk Queen Bed 10:26am
Sliding My Glass Door
Bird Song Carries Me Aloft
Yellow Bird’s Clear Ring
The Tomato-coloured Couch 5:00pm
I Am Black Jesus
I Am Red, Yellow, Brown, White
Purple Is The Colour
Of My Massive Heart
My Hair Is A Rainbow
I Wear No Clothes
But Unlike The Emperor
I Know That I Am
Naked
The Hawk Deck 11:25pm
I Am God
And From God
I Am Not Separate
From The Tiny Wing-ed Bug
On My White Sleeve
The Hawk Deck 9:32am
I have seen The Little Grey & Yellow Bird
open Its Beak, twice,
to sing Its Morning Tune
to fly away
& return
to chirp again
and so all is right
in My World
My Painting will lead The Way
to The Global Stabilization
We are awaiting
in Our Hearts
& Mind
Joanna Gilman Hyde 