Joanna Gilman Hyde

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Tag: jewellery

Written Last Night

The Image of Black

is receding

I have lost My Jet Black Beads given to Me by My Mother

given to My Star Dust Lover

of another era


The Tomato-coloured Couch 2:22pm

After unpacking the 3-day weekend contents

of My 20 Million Meter Sports Bag

used for the first time

I put on an orange plastic

Party Bracelet

packed but never worn

and watched It make rainbows

on the toilet seat cover

when I threw away

a clump of cat hair


The Hawk Utility Room 9:05pm

I sit before My Latest Painting

starting out as M(EYE) BODY

but quickly seen out

as Aquatic Foliage —

I’m wearing My most expensive earrings

which, earlier today, caught fire

in The Hawk Living Room

when I observed a filament cluster

of cat hair floating mid air

in a beam of sun from The Sky Light —

as I bent to grasp

and missed

The Illuminated Galaxy,

sparks ignited on The Floor —

M(EYE) Precious Grounding Floor —

as I glinted rays dangling from M(EYE) Lobes

all around

and down below


Clark’s Harbour Red & White 6:00pm

I just ordered a sodalite ring

to make Me feel better

It’s coming next week

when I will have begun

My Concept 2 March Madness Challenge

when I will be rowing

10,000 metres a day

for the muddy month of March

& I will earn

My Power Ring

& I will wear It



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


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.


Sobey’s Parking Lot, Barrington Passage, NS 11:27am

I am going half-naked

into The Night — dressed

in My Lace Black Bra

& Eliza’s thong

with only one piece

of jewellery on My Ring Finger

& My Trusty Watch

upon My Right Wrist


The Hawk Queen Bed 9:22am

I am heart-broken

I have lost

My Mother’s Amber Beads

I kept Them in My Closet

with other necklaces

but for yesterday’s Dinner

I could not find Them

when last I wore Their Rich Glassy Orange

could the string have broken

& I not have known?

February 19th, 2016 Found Them!  Found Them in My Closet after hanging up a spiral necklace I wore today to see My New Psychiatrist.  I saw My Mother’s Amber Beads dangling from an unworn fringy purse My Daughter gave Me, and called the discovery a miracle!


The Tomato-coloured Couch 5:35pm

I lost a hand-made earring

in the sands of My Mother’s Island

I lost a hand-made sunset ring

in the waves of the Jersey Shore

Both coincided with boyfriends

of My Youth

One Whose name I don’t remember

& One I hope to see again

now in Middle Age


The Tomato-coloured Couch 5:30pm

I have had a love affair

with a diamond ring —

well, with its Inclusion —

I nestled It, The Pale Arrow

in the crook of My Arm

for weeks it seemed

until today when I put it, the ring

back in its blue box

for that day

when I need again

to feel perfection

symbolized in The Distorted Gleam