Joanna Gilman Hyde

"Good Morning, World!"

Category: LIFE

Before Sunrise

If Eye had The Faith

I have now as a result of My Mother’s Death

I could have saved Her

I know I could —

She tried to visualize sheep

eating away Her Tumour

and I could not share Her Vision

until after She was gone

(but She’s not really “gone”)

when Eye saw that There IS a God

and that if You believe

ANYTHING REALLY IS POSSIBLE

 

I Am

I Am

My Own Bed Partner:

Me, My Self & Eye

Shall I have a Menage a Trois

after marrying twice?

First for Mother & Children

Second for Sex & Money

I Am

Single now with a refrain

“At night, alone, I marry the bed*”

 

*from The Ballad of The Lonely Masturbator by Anne Sexton 1969

The Grounds Keeper

My Husband lives

adjacent to a grave yard

where plastic flowers

blow into His Yard —

strewn along the edges

of His Drive

for Me to pick up

to arrange

on His Table

Eye Am Rich

Eye am rich

beyond compare

with the view

of last night’s

Dawning,

Mauve, and pale

pale blue, and

golden embers of

new light*

 

*topped by the crescent moon

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

Star Bathing

Eye lie in our yellow light,

honest

on a couch of neutral delight

warm

in the fall of my meandering

through single-dom & persuasion

failed —

my marriage is not

salvageable —

may Eye rest

now

 

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!!

Loss

I have lost My Pen —

The Timeless Onyx and Silver —

My Power, My Tool

Favoured, cared for

years upon years —

I saved every used cartridge —

both boxes worn through —

how can I transform the loss

the misplacement —

into gain?

Grief

My !3! Children

R as strong & beautiful

as the flock of Herons

EYE just witnessed landing

on the heights of My Scrub Spruce

horizon

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!