Joanna Gilman Hyde

"Good Morning, World!"

SKY

The Hawk Queen Bed 10:30pm

I Spent The Evening

Drenched In Sky

With Flecks Of Cloud

Grey & Gold

Swimming Before Me

Behind My Eyes

MY QUILT

The Hawk Deck 7:30pm

I will wear mantles of mauve

purple & blue

turning My Insides out

by the beach-side

rolling in colours

of water & flesh

I will walk on sand

of a trillion suns

& rest, nap in the shade

of My Hands

“EYE”

The Hawk Deck 9:30am

Will My Poems Be

For A Later Time

When All We Have

Is The Future?

The Past Is Merely

In Our Minds —

Locked In Perhaps

Distorted —

But What Will My Poems Say

To New Generations

Who Will Perhaps

Think Like “Eye”?