Joanna Gilman Hyde

"Good Morning, World!"

Tag: depression

TELEPATHIC REPARTEE

The Tomato-coloured Couch 12:55pm

You stood out in Sobey’s

Today

darkly dressed

pensive and lean

You had on rectangular

dark glasses

above Your narrow chin

standing in line

with The Rest Of Us

You became My Newest Member

of Joy Division

PREMISE ON “MENTAL ILLNESS”

There is no such “thing” as “mental illness.”  There is no true illness which can be said to be entirely “mental” unless it is derived from an organic source such as a brain tumour.  There are no physical attributes in the human body which can point to this description.  There is no pre-determining test for “mental illness.”  The psychiatric diagnosis used to determine the supposed state of “mental illness” is opinion-based at best, and most often this opinion is not shared by the individual in question.  At worst this opinion is often shared by family members, friends, and society as a whole, creating a kind of trap or “Catch 22” for the individual.

What we see when we attempt to use this stigmatizing and false description of “mental illness” is an array of human self expression which may be affected by, or resulting from, changes in environment, sleep patterns, physical activity, thought, perception, interaction with others, or any conglomeration of naturally occurring factors which can and do affect all of us as human beings.

We are variable and complex.  To lump any of us into “categories” of “mental illness” is a grave disservice to humanity.

 

Written by Joanna Gilman Hyde Blair

Don’t Walk Away, In Silence*

The Tomato-coloured Couch NOON

Gold is too warm

Silver is tarnished

like The Humanity

it represents

The Cold Truth

of believing in Our Selves

Our Bodies

Our Aspirations

*Ian Curtis, Joy Division

Notice To My Followers

When I first posted Halloween

all three related listings in the comment section

were “Good Morning, World!”

When I looked again

three different poems were listed.

 

 

 

ELEMENTAL

The Tomato-coloured Couch 9:11pm

I Am The Lady In Black

and charcoal grey

Who likes to write

about Her Self

as The Transformation

The Growth

from a thirty-something

mental patient

badly misunderstood

tortuously disbelieved

turned

Figure

Of Prominence

in Her Local Community

and about to hit

at 54

The World  At Large

Signed October 22, 2014

approximately 8′ x 5′ acrylic & oil

My Black Star

 

HYDE 10/22

The Tomato-coloured Couch 4:27pm

The Tomato-coloured Couch

has been moved

away from Its Wall

in order to make room

for The Installation

of My Black Star

tomorrow,

signed & dated Today

BLACK LIGHT 2

The Tomato-coloured Couch 3:00pm

I come from The Body

of Black Light

In Death & Sickness

I abide

to shine out

for Reconciliation

I am The Stamp

of Desperation —

Humanity gone

awry

in order

to See

I AM TRULY HAPPY

The Hawk Deck 11:22am

I have succeeded

in painting out

The Shower Of Silver Lights

They will stream forth

from the wall above

My Tomato-coloured Couch

& They Will Be Divine

PLACES

The Tomato-coloured Couch 5:35pm

I am in the psychiatric unit

of My Mind

sitting on a vinyl couch

waiting for the day to end

waiting for supper @ 4:00

making My twenty-fifth cup of tea

but in My Reality

I am BACK — on MY COUCH

tomato-coloured

with My Big Black Panther

at My Feet

& potato salad

in the fridge