Joanna Gilman Hyde

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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

REMEMBRANCE DAY

The Hawk Portico 1:50pm

Twenty years or so ago

I asked My Carpenter Husband

to build Me A Church —

“It would be a folly,” was His Answer —

Well I have My Church:

I have My Body, My Temple

I have My House By The Sea

I have My Small Town Nova Scotia

I have My Country Canada

& So I Have My World

SPOKEN

The Hawk Dining Room 9:55am

The Silver Clouds

beam across the sky

leaving Their Mark upon The Sea

The Sea is steel now

The Clouds heavy

with The Weight

of My Life-line

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.

 

 

 

HALLOWEEN*

The Tomato-coloured Couch 6:11pm

I will tell You People

what kinda God I Am

& see if You can understand

Me —

I Am Serious

I Am NOT Serene

I am Factual, NOT based

on Faith —

based on Reason

as I Am Your Reason

for Schizophrenia

I Am The Light

of Silver,

NOT Gold

I have shown up

to stir This World up

from Its Legacy

of Bull Shit

It Is Time

for Me —

not to be believed

but to be KNOWN

I make My Announcement

Tonight

to establish The Fact

that The Human Mind

can be

Anything

*My Husband just gave Me the book So This Is Permanence

by Ian Curtis of Joy Division

“There Is NO Fooling Around”

Dear DVD:

I got your message

while I was eating My Spaghetti:

There Is NO Fooling Around

I know this now & I feel

We have entered 

a Completely New Phase

in This, Our

22nd Year

MY PAINTING

The Tomato-coloured Couch 7:15pm

I have painted

The Sacred Heart

The Bon Jovi Heart

The Broken Heart

of My Third Child

I have painted

The Silver Lights

of My Black Star

violent

immovable

immortalized

beyond Me

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

ZENITH

The Hawk Queen Bed 9:20am

I am at The Zenith

of My Life

lost poems aside —

I have arrived

at home

in warm Silver negligee

coffee in The Morning

with A Day Ahead

for anything

ONE CLOUD

The Hawk Outpost 3:36pm

There Sits One Cloud

Perfectly Bulbous

Out Over My Flattened Sea —

Today Is A Day For Me

The Sun Is On The Sky

& I’ll Have Dinner Guests

To Round Out My Table