Joanna Gilman Hyde

"Good Morning, World!"

Category: visual art

February 2, 2016

HAIR PRAYER

The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 3:42pm

Oh Hair Grow

when I inhale the fur

of My Big Black Astro

Oh Hair when I cut You off

22 years ago

how could I have known

I would have the love for You

that I do now?

You would be My Greatest Comfort —

I will gleefully brush You

braid You, pin You decoratively

care for You with balsamic solutions —

every follicle I own on My Head

please be rejuvenated and never

turn back to the darkness

of severity of Truth —

I want to live My Dream

& My Dream is You flying,

whipping Your Golden Fabrication

around My Shoulders

protecting Me as a mantel

of Hope & Love

for This World

of Happiness

We need so badly

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February 1, 2016

A CORD OF VIRTUE

The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 4:16pm

I will wear My Hair

in a braid at My Side

an appendage of strength

never to be pulled in jest

held in place by coloured bands

complimenting My Face

decorating My Self

for the admiration

of women as well

as men

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January 31, 2016

I AM FABULOUS!!!!!

The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 3:47pm

I am growing My Thick Wavy Hair

to Its Self Organizing Length

I have already thrown out

My Black Jesus Underwear

& am taking My Black & Fuchsia

to The Salvation Army

I am wearing pale lipstick

I am taking up knitting

& MAYBE baking cookies —

The Severe Mrs Blair

has been outgrown

into The Youth of Joanna Hyde

before Her Mother Died

& She is of a quiet demeanor

Who now yells “Bless You”*

when people sneeze!!!

* who now says “Big Bang Theory” when people sneeze

February 23rd, 2026

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January 13, 2016

PEACH LIGHT

The Hawk Dining Room 8:00am

There’s a crack

in The Clouds

letting in The Golden Peach

Light of The Sun

above My Neighbour’s Rooftop

and as I write

The Gleam of The Orb

pushes through

to create an arc

on The Wall

to My Back

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January 11, 2016

DAVID

The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 9:41am

Yesterday I was compelled to listen

to David Bowie’s

“I Am A Black Star”

EYE got creeped out

& then He

Died

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January 8, 2016

GLITTER

The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 5:55pm

God has The Soul of Space

in which to play Her Hand

from Her Fingertips

She can spill & spread

Her Trillions & Trillions of Suns

to let the fertile Ones out —

Those very rare seeds

spawning new worlds

across the countless miles

of Grace

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January 6, 2016

@)!^

The Hawk West Desk Window 10:22am

This is The Year

I am no longer

The Second Coming of Christ —

instead, or along with —

EYE am An Artist

with The Spirit of Christ

allowing Me to Create

& Create & Create

& Create & Create

& Create

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January 5, 2016

THE HOUSE IN THE WOODS

The Hawk Queen Bed 8:52pm

There was a home-made house

once

built of stone

& piled-up floors

built by My Grand Father Bobby Hyde

& I as a child

called it “The Christmas House”

& asked My Mother

when were We going back

“To The Christmas House?”

& now I have My X-Miss Tree

still up

& being ogled

by people

Who call Me an artist

 

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January 5, 2016

CROSS REFLECTIONS

The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 9:50am

EYE see a shadow

from a neighbour’s barn

with a patch of light

reflected from the picture window

of My Upper Storey —

Yeah, so what

You might say —

but to Me

The Vision

says It All

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January 4, 2016

BARRY KING

The Hawk First Window 11:20am

I have made M(EYE) Mark

against a brilliant wall

of grey

& if You want to know

where,

I’ll tell You:

in My New Exercise Room

AND UPON

OUR UNIVERSE

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