Joanna Gilman Hyde

"Good Morning, World!"

Tag: God

I AM

The Hawk Queen Bed 8:00am

I Am Your Black Jesus

I Am The Silver Christ

flashing hot with menopause

sleep-deprived from letting Astro out @ 5:00

waking Eliza for school @ 6:30

making coffee for My Husband @ 7:00

NEW YEAR’S REALIZATION

The Hawk West Desk Window 3:00pm

YOU CANNOT CONSTRUCT

PROGRAMME, ORCHESTRATE, MAP OUT

FATE, DIVINITY

2012 in review

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600 people reached the top of Mt. Everest in 2012. This blog got about 4,100 views in 2012. If every person who reached the top of Mt. Everest viewed this blog, it would have taken 7 years to get that many views.

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CAWS

The Tomato-coloured Couch 5:22pm

I Am The Silver-Black Crow

Eating My Heart Out

Pecking My Skull

“Let Me Out”

“Let Me Out”

Curl Up My Sleek Feathers

Gather My Dark Wings Together

Like Hands In Prayer

“Away With Me”

“Away”

I AM YOUR REASON

The Tomato-coloured Couch 8:50pm

Ring In This New Year

with Me As Your Reason

for Schizophrenia

for I Am The Human Mind:

I take unlimited forms

no — I will not hack a head off

on a Greyhound Bus

no — I will not shove an unsuspecting commuter

onto a subway track

no — I will not mow down

a school yard

of kids

I have had My Head examined

for twenty years

yes — I take medication for sleep

who doesn’t?

yes — I have strange desires

seemingly unfulfilled

who hasn’t?

But I Am Here Hear People

I Am Alive

Are You Ready & Willing

To Shoulder

My Outrage?

THE HEART

The Hawk Kitchen 4:55pm

I Have Thrown The Heart Of Humanity

Out To The Crow

Of My Desire

He’s Not Black But Silver

He Has Swooped Down

Into My Heart

To Eat The Remains

Of Me

MY CHRIST WISH

The Tomato-coloured Couch 2:22pm

I want to draw out

Humanity’s Heart

Feed It to The Black Crows

Hungry

flying against the wind

outside My Kitchen Glass Doors

I want to sit underneath My Tree

My Scraggly Apple

out in My Pro-life Underwear

in snow flurries

Come Inside

to know the warmth

of My Living Room

with Eliza’s Long-stemmed Coral Roses

clipped & vased

PARAPHRASE

The Hawk Kitchen 10:06pm

I am being called upon

to look at The Sky

The Wallowing Clouds

with few breaks of Light

And Now, as I look up from My Writing —

another passage of sleety 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

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