Joanna Gilman Hyde

"Good Morning, World!"

Tag: humanity

SELF REALIZATION

The Halo Book

My Voice rang out

beyond the Drive-thru microphone

“One Large Decaf, Double Cream —

That’s It –“

&

My Signature lies crumpled

on a Wilson’s exchange slip*

dropped in a concrete encasement

for an air conditioning vent

*retrieved April 7, 2015 complete with bug

LETHAL

The Hawk Corner Room 12:56pm

Dressed in My Black Negligee

I carry the weight

of My Question Mark Ring

in The Mirror a bird

Black Wings outstretched

looks at Me

to see if I Am

Alive

TITLE

The Hawk Kitchen 7:45am

All I Have Left

of A Title & A Line

from The Middle of The Night

is:  Consume The West

WELCOME ME

The Tomato-coloured Couch 2:22pm

Shower Me

with

Silver

&

I will tell You

All My Secrets

I can answer

any Question

I can see

with X-ray Vision

You Will Know Me

for All I Am

You Will Know

that I Am

Everything

&

You will want Me

Home

WHAT IS MY BAR CODE?

The Hawk Kitchen 6:30

I AM A WOMAN

with thick curly hair

blond in The Sun

I live on The South West Shore

of Nova Scotia

I have a 22 lb Black Cat

I Love

I Love The World

I Love My Self

I Love My Husbands

I Love My Telepathic Partner

I Love My Children

ALL THREE OF THEM

 

DRESSED FOR THE WORLD

The Hawk En-suite Bath  7:30pm

In My Floor-length

Mirror

I strike an imposing figure

sealed in grey

layers

Silver Chains

I am the correct weight

for a Woman My Height

which is tall

as My Lacquered Hands

will reach

With These Hands

gilded in Gold

I reach for The Sun

never to forget The Moon

I observe The Stars

— The People —

living & dying

forever on

Our Earth

TRANSFORMATION

DTC Natural Store, Barrington Passage 11:30am

Today is the 22nd

Anniversary

of My Mother’s Death

& I have anointed

My

Self

with Vanilla Bean

Lotion

given to Me

by a healing friend

MY WORD!

The Hawk Kitchen 8:05pm

Tonight @ Supper

which I didn’t burn

My 2nd Husband

accepted

that I Am

The 2nd Coming

Of Christ

* x & !

The Tomato -coloured Couch 5:17pm

I curse God

from High Places

like My Inner Core

He deserves nothing less

than My Verbal Onslaught

witnessed by My Husband

as I rail against His Glory

so exempt

from what I

stand for

GIRLS’ NIGHT OUT

The Tomato-coloured Couch 8:44pm

Women are burning up

all over this fair world

They’re trying to make supper

& carrying on conversations

at the same time

talking about what it’s like

to have all The Power

& no place to put it