Joanna Gilman Hyde

"Good Morning, World!"

HERE I GO!

The Tomato-coloured Couch 5:11pm

I wanna start A Cult —

not the kind where the leader

drives 14 Rolls Royces

or where the leader talks

500 people into drinking poisoned Kool-aid

I wanna be the kind of leader

I already am —

54 years in the making —

a slice of human growth

out of two wedges

of eternity —

Mine is The Cult

of Clear Thinking

’cause I will never say

there is no such thing

as Divinity

My Cult is not a clubhouse

My Cult lives for Humanity

as God, merely God

as I understand no separation

Move Over Allah & Christ —

a woman named Joanna Gilman Hyde

is on the scene

to speak Her Mind

Her Human Mind

which speaks for God —

Is Anyone Listening?

SECURITY

The Hawk Deck 10:45am

I waved Good-Bye

to My Working Husband

as He pulled out of Our Drive

I glanced across

My Left Shoulder

& saw how I survive

I saw The Silver

across The Sea

& knew It in a flash

I have all I’ll ever need

Forever I Will Last