Joanna Gilman Hyde

"Good Morning, World!"

Tag: humanity

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

ACCOMPLISHMENT!!

The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 10:51am

EYE just hit

22 minutes & 22 seconds

on M(EYE) C2

& have come up

to The Hawk Kitchen Outpost

to see M(EYE) Sea

struck in Silver

YAY!!!

MOTH ALIEN?

The Hawk Queen Bed 8:22am

Last Night I saw

a clothing moth

trying to get My Attention

in Eliza’s room

as I sat to write —

I tried to slap it between

My Hands

but failed

& woke this morning

with a moth ball dilemma:

I do not want to stink up

Eliza’s tiny room

especially as I

sleep there

IN THE UTILITY ROOM

The Hawk Basement 9:46am

M(EYE) Basement Floor

is galactic

I stand above

its stainage

of red & green

with excess sparkles

as The Stars —

trillions of Stars —

EYE couldn’t sweep

Them all up

ENTRAPMENT

Friday The 13th, The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 7:47am

What does The Silver Sun

tell Me Today?

What does The Moth

I set free say?

Along with being a pro-active opponant

of The World’s Largest

Global Financial Scam

in Human History

I am enmeshed, idealistically

in The Biggest Love Story

in Human History

STAKE A CLAIM

The Hawk Queen Bed 8:37am

Last night I made a giant painting

of clear water-logged vomit*

spewing out of Me

and out of Me

traced with blood in its final throes

as I sat on a sheep fleece

in front of the TV

*Hunter had to clean it up with a whole roll of paper towel

“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

RESPITE

The Hawk Queen Bed 2:45pm

Here I am on The Hawk Queen Bed

with Hunter, The Cats

and The Birds through the windows —

I can hear The Surf, distantly

and the fog has cleared

leaving rays of light

on My Wadded Up Bathrobe

set aside

M(EYE) WORLD

The Hawk Queen Bed 2:22pm

Yesterday I made a loaf of bread

today I spent the day in bed

it matters not what song I sing

it’s with My Heart

the words I bring

I see My Self in a future far

away so long to reach a star

like Don Quixote

I’m sure to be

and down I’ll go

in History

MY HUSBAND SEES TWO OF ME

The Hawk Queen Bed 11:55am

My Husband has brought Me

a cup of tea

and so a cup of Life

I will drink away the scalding brew

and think away My Strife