Joanna Gilman Hyde

"Good Morning, World!"

Tag: God of All People

YET ANOTHER STAR POEM

The Hawk En-suite Bath 7:55pm

Yes, EYE have counted

The Black Stars

left by M(EYE) Body

against The Whiteness

of The Tub & EYE

Yes I, have de-s(EYE)de-ed

that as Their Number

totals ELEVEN

EYE am in

Good Hands

“NONE PLANNED”

The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 10:11am

Standing firm in My Mrs Blair

grey sweat suit

from LL Bean

I order My Silver

watching The Shimmering Sea

and wearing no rings —

My Hands are naked

for the induction

of M(EYE) PROPHECY

THE YEAR OF THE MONKEY

The Tomato-coloured Couch 4:38pm

When I saw

My Shower of Silver Lights

I saw The Figure of Christ

across from Me

I saw that Christ

was enmeshed

with The Light

& I cannot

be contained

I cannot be contained

I cannot

be contained

NEWS FLASH

The Hawk Computer 6:04 pm

My Husband, Dr William Hunter Blair, now believes

that My World Trade Center Roof Top Painting from 1984

titled Self Organizing Galaxy

may have given someone the idea

for 9/11

http://carloschagall.com/2015/09/11/self-organizing-galaxy-by-joanna-hyde/comment-page-1/#comment-6419

NOTICE TO MY READERS 222

EYE have not been writing much —

EYE have been making recordings into M(EYE) cell phone

in-which M(EYE) Husband does not seem very interested.

EYE AM GOING TO START TELLING PEOPLE WHAT THEY ARE

The Hawk Kitchen 5:43pm

God Is Not Above

God Is In You

filling You whole

& looking out

from Your Eyes

BY THE POWER

The Hawk Queen Bed 8:47am

By The Power

Vested In Me

By The Shower Of Silver Lights

I Am The God

With VOICE

& I Am Speaking

To The World

EYE AM

The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 3:04pm

EYE AM SWEET

Jesus

in M(EYE) BRAND NEW

BULLET-PROOF VEST

over

My Black Negligee

over

My Black Lace Bra

BLACK & GOLD

The Hawk Deck 12:42pm

I Fed The Gulls

In My Signature Dress

in view of conscientious construction workers

& Fed My Husband

a bagel & cream cheese

while He Listened

to The Internet

STANDARD REFORMATION

The Tomato-coloured Couch 3:40pm

I can hear Nova Scotia

in the song of the birds

on the convolutions of the wind

breezing through My Screen

Yes, I am screened in —

I live a life for God

by Her Design

I am laden

with My Perfect

Responsibility

meshing with the object

of My Deepest Wish