Joanna Gilman Hyde

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PORTRAIT

The Tomato-coloured Couch 8:25pm

She stood in Our Family Room

Entry Way

8 feet tall in platform pink stilettos

dark mini & worked-on hair

straight

asking for a ride

to the beginning of Her Partying

equipped with a little one-shot bottle

of Black Crown Royal

I gave Her with Her Roses

on Christmas Eve —

now It’s New Year’s

She’s out in The Wind

messing up Her Hair

as She climbs into My Escape

& climbs out at a Black Dodge Ram 1500:

Her Trophy Legs are all I can see

disappearing down Her Boyfriend’s Drive

2012 in review

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600 people reached the top of Mt. Everest in 2012. This blog got about 4,100 views in 2012. If every person who reached the top of Mt. Everest viewed this blog, it would have taken 7 years to get that many views.

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THE HAWK HALLWAY 12:30pm

Wind whistles through the cracks

at My Side Door

telling Me relentlessly

to stop living My Life

in This Mumbo Jumbo Fashion

of signifying moments

according to the alignment

of 22

like why should I keep

a New Year’s Resolution

to row 22 Minutes on My C2

when I wake up with a dream

of The Silver-Black Crow

dressed in a plaid shirt

& Me in a grey coat

hugging each other?

CAWS

The Tomato-coloured Couch 5:22pm

I Am The Silver-Black Crow

Eating My Heart Out

Pecking My Skull

“Let Me Out”

“Let Me Out”

Curl Up My Sleek Feathers

Gather My Dark Wings Together

Like Hands In Prayer

“Away With Me”

“Away”

CONSUMPTION 2

The Hawk Kitchen 10:22am

SHARP SILVER-BLACK CROW

NIBBLES MY WHITE HEART NIGHTLY

STABS MY HEAD DAILY

I AM YOUR REASON

The Tomato-coloured Couch 8:50pm

Ring In This New Year

with Me As Your Reason

for Schizophrenia

for I Am The Human Mind:

I take unlimited forms

no — I will not hack a head off

on a Greyhound Bus

no — I will not shove an unsuspecting commuter

onto a subway track

no — I will not mow down

a school yard

of kids

I have had My Head examined

for twenty years

yes — I take medication for sleep

who doesn’t?

yes — I have strange desires

seemingly unfulfilled

who hasn’t?

But I Am Here Hear People

I Am Alive

Are You Ready & Willing

To Shoulder

My Outrage?

THE HEART

The Hawk Kitchen 4:55pm

I Have Thrown The Heart Of Humanity

Out To The Crow

Of My Desire

He’s Not Black But Silver

He Has Swooped Down

Into My Heart

To Eat The Remains

Of Me

MOON HAIKU

The West Desk Window 9:44pm

I STEPPED ON MOON GLOW

IN MY NIGHT-TIME LIVING ROOM

LOOKED UP:  BLUE HALO

MY CHRIST WISH

The Tomato-coloured Couch 2:22pm

I want to draw out

Humanity’s Heart

Feed It to The Black Crows

Hungry

flying against the wind

outside My Kitchen Glass Doors

I want to sit underneath My Tree

My Scraggly Apple

out in My Pro-life Underwear

in snow flurries

Come Inside

to know the warmth

of My Living Room

with Eliza’s Long-stemmed Coral Roses

clipped & vased

NOTICE TO MY READERS

Today has been a very big day for Me

and some of the events I want to keep private for now.

Please understand and do not think I am fooling with your Mind/Minds.

Joanna