Joanna Gilman Hyde

"Good Morning, World!"

One Whole Day

ONE WHOLE DAY

in This Life O’ Mine

The Cloud Formations never ended

and I saw The Magnificence of God

again

in the tumultuous paint

of Light and Shadow

Depth and Fullness

Undulating

to humble me

 

 

Good Morning Pastor Phil

Eva was asleep

so by the exit

The Lounge was full

of His Audience —

Elders in Their Wheelchairs

gathered, assembled

listening to “The Master of The Wind”

and “He Who Holds Tomorrow”

while I stood

in applause

The Telephone

Eye just told My  Daughter

My Weather

& She told me Her’s

Out West

east to west

Mine is snow, blowing

and Her’s is the upcoming

Croci

Joyce’s Maybe Birthday

He wore black

& Eye wore black

And He told me

He doesn’t like cruises

So the trip of a life time

OUR life TIMES

is in the works