Joanna Gilman Hyde

"Good Morning, World!"

Category: dreams

Staying Power

Eye don’t have to leave

My House

The House on The Hawk

I fought for in Court

unrepresented —

Eye don’t have to leave

Cape Sable Island

for idyllic privacy

on the ocean in Jordan Bay

Eye have the ocean

lots of it

here

Eye don’t have to listen

to friends, ex-friends

who say I should get

“a fresh start”

Eye am in My Fresh Start

here

where Eye have come into My Own

as an established artist

happy in my morning studio

dreaming of my love

in bed @ night

who alone holds the option

of uprooting me

The Dr’s Dream Girl

He loved me ill

He loved me sick

He took My Hand

I took His Dick

It was Dr Blair

Who made Me Come

Oh that Hunter!

What a Bum

Romance

Would Eye like

a Younger Man?

Someone from My Children’s Generation

or does age really matter?

Last night I dreampt

of a dark-haired, bright-eyed gentleman

who held My Hand in an open carriage

and kissed the back of it

each time He said something

 

Behind The Scenes

Eye have been to bed

with My Dark Haired

sex kitten

who hides in Her Covers

comfortable, finally

showing me Her Clothes

sewed bye Her Careful Grandmother:

prom dresses in satin,

day dresses in pink knobbly knit

and her mother’s fall gown

of poppy floral design

photographed for a first wedding

to the first husband — father

of my hide-away friend

who has never been

a bride

Found It!!

Eye have found

The Greatest Find —

on the back passenger floor

of My Brand Spanking New Jeep —

Oh Happy Day!!

Eye could kiss The Sky!!

The Jet-setter

My Daughter Eliza

is getting ready

Eye presume

for her trip to Africa —

Tanzania — did Eye spell that right?

for the wedding of a lifetime

and She picked out her own dress

and shoes

oh — and her brother Peak

is going !2!

“The World Is My Oyster”

and Eye am The Grit —

the contaminant, the irritant

and layer by layer

Eye will come out

Gleaming

This Morning’s Dream

Eye have risen from The Vision

of standing on a big wide beach

around here somewhere

with no one there but Me

and as I stood at the edge of no waves

I felt that I was The Contaminant

and Eye called out, and out

to My Daughter Eliza

Morning Tea With Cream

Eye wear regal fakery

on My Left Ring Finger —

solid gold

on My Right.

The World will be told

why

some time soon

if the parties involved

feel like it

 

Question:

What is the allure

of The Lime Green

Prom Dress?

Answer:

Add a carrot

& You’ve got

Flaming June