Joanna Gilman Hyde

"Good Morning, World!"

Tag: existence

HAWK KITCHEN HAIKU 8:53am

This Is My World

I Drink My Second Coffee

Beside The First Snow

LOOK, I’LL TELL IT LIKE IT IS

The Tomato-coloured Couch 7:00pm

A Song Came On The Radio

@ 2:22 Today, an appointed time

apres circuitous counter-clockwise route

around Sobey’s Emergency Cart Corral

It was a song from HIM (Lady Gaga HIM)

“She’s So High Above Me”

& instead of making Me burst into tears

(as I did Thirty Years Ago when presented

with a dozen white roses by a bartender who left)

It made Me Smile

(in the privacy of My Car)

& Now I Have A Song

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

TODAY IS A BEAUTIFUL DAY

The Hawk Deck NOON

Today Is A Beautiful Day

& A Big Day For Me

for My Demonstration of One

Melding Into Two

to Be Held @ 2:22

This Afternoon

in The Sobey’s Parking Lot

Cart Corral

I’ve Decided What To Wear:

My Black Fleece Tattoo Sweater

Made By Varsity Athletics

est. 1974

m/m

I Will Be Unarmed

222 HAIKU

The Hawk Deck 10:22am

PARTY OF ONE, TWO

WILL I GET A BLOODY NOSE?

SCRAGGLY APPLE KNOWS

EMERGENCY

DVD will you meet me @ Barrington Sobey’s cart corral

tomorrow at 2:22 pm 

I now know why you stood

at the foot of My Hospital Bed

SAFE

The Hawk Hallway 7:50pm

Is That Child Gone?

The One Who Sat Cross-legged

in Her Kindergarten’s Hallway

unwindowed

practising for a bombing

with Her Head in Her lap?

Is She Gone Now, Married

to Her Second Husband, Her Well-loved Doctor

with The Assault on Her Marriage

of A Second Doctor

She feels forced to turn to for eternal preparedness

Practice?

ON TOPIC

The Hawk Kitchen 5:55pm

I stirred The Cinnamon

into My Eggnog

& even though I don’t celebrate

Christmas

I saw The Stars churning

off The Galaxy Edges

I felt The Funnel of Hope

invigorate

My Despondency

I drank The Drink

of My New Declaration:

The Minds of Men, Women & Children

The World Over

will succeed

in leading us away

from Dystopia

DOOMSDAY HAIKU

The Hawk Kitchen 2:22pm

INTRODUCING NEW

DISCIPLINE FOR HUNGRY FAITH:

OLD BREAD FED TO CROWS

GUIDANCE

The Hawk Portico NOON

Today I began reading a Baptist Tract on Sin & Salvation

inside the top of a boxed offering of baked goods

— a man brought the box to My Side Door

saying “It’s for Dr Blair — we’re giving them out

to people over seventy”

As I sat on My Portico in My Bathrobe

I looked at The Tract

The seven minutes it will take you to

read this message could be the most

valuable time you will ever spend

I read to the part where Everyone’s a Sinner

& a huge military (Fisheries?) jet buzzed

around the corner of My House

I looked up to The Aircraft until it was gone

& put The Tract back in Its food box

I made another cup of tea

I came out again to sit in The Sun

& hesitantly picked up The Tract

to read about Hell & Damnation

but The Plane came roaring again

My Hands went together

I crumpled up My Seven Most Valuable Minutes

into a snowball