Joanna Gilman Hyde

"Good Morning, World!"

Tag: existence

SKY

The Hawk Queen Bed 10:30pm

I Spent The Evening

Drenched In Sky

With Flecks Of Cloud

Grey & Gold

Swimming Before Me

Behind My Eyes

MY QUILT

The Hawk Deck 7:30pm

I will wear mantles of mauve

purple & blue

turning My Insides out

by the beach-side

rolling in colours

of water & flesh

I will walk on sand

of a trillion suns

& rest, nap in the shade

of My Hands

“EYE”

The Hawk Deck 9:30am

Will My Poems Be

For A Later Time

When All We Have

Is The Future?

The Past Is Merely

In Our Minds —

Locked In Perhaps

Distorted —

But What Will My Poems Say

To New Generations

Who Will Perhaps

Think Like “Eye”?

BEDSIDE PRAYER

The Hawk Queen Bed 9:48pm

I Am God

I Am The Only God

I Know

please do not punish Me

for what I think

I think with My Brain

with My Body

& It is the only

Brain & Body

I Know

THE QUARTERDECK

Summerville Beach August 17th 4:04pm

The Female Or-

gasm Is The Sound Of Un-

iversal Sea Shore

Summerville Beach August 18th 10:15pm

drinking my 3rd cup of coffee

with wave upon wave

The Light Of Silver

follows me

out on the water

into my view

into my veins

 

 

ARMOUR

The Hawk Queen Bed 9:11pm

I will wrap My Self

in fields of grey

& carry across My Life

a shield

to arm My Self

with all I pray

& treasure close

My Strength

to wield

WHEN THE TIME COMES

The Tomato-coloured Couch 8:11pm

Doctors & Nurses are The Stewards

of The Dying

& when The Dying finally

Die

The Dead get off easy

(as My Daughter said)

THIRD ANNIVERSARY

To My Devoted Followers:

My 1984 Rooftop Painting

At The Former World Trade Center In New York

Titled Self Organizing Galaxy

Can Be Seen In An Hour Long Video

Uploaded Onto YouTube

Three Years Ago

By My Friend Big Andre

& Has Reached 3,154 Views

ELIZA 2

The Hawk Window Seat 10:55am

Gub Plays Her Guitar

& Sings In My Cathedral

I Am Completed

CAPE SABLE ISLAND

Barrington Passage, NS 7:20pm

The Light from The West

fell upon the low-treed banks

of Cape Island’s Eastern Shore

& I thought:

“There is My Home —

there is The Island which houses

The Hawk

& I will drive to It

with My Husband of a decade-and-a-half

& I will be Illuminated

by Its Western Light

as We meander tonight

through what We call

The Long Way Home