Joanna Gilman Hyde

"Good Morning, World!"

Tag: nature

MY MOTHER’S DIAGNOSIS

The Tomato-coloured Couch 5:00pm

On This Day in 1991

I was told My Mother wouldn’t live

through the spring

I vowed to My Self

I would not feel the pain

of Her Loss

I kept My Vow

 

NECESSITY OF THE PAST

The Hawk Portico 5:07pm

How does The Jay

call Me so, back

into the the early reaches

of My Childhood?

Is that why We have

distinctive bird song

to harken back

to parts We shan’t

forget?

FORK, KNIFE, NAPKIN

The Hawk Dining Room 6:22pm

I Am Setting The Table

for 2

coming out of disaster

to abide Together

after the flack & flap

subside —

I Am Setting The Table

for The Feast Of Love

& no one is invited —

or is The World?

CLOUD DROP

The Hawk Outpost 9:18am

The Clouds are the softest

linear clouds

over a puff of fog

The Sun

is behind it all,

glowing Silver

and dripping on —

Oh here come

The Silver Clouds

and now The Fog

has moved in

and caught

The Drops

of Sky

MY WORLD

The Tomato-coloured Couch 9:45pm

My World’s Mind

is Seven Billion Strong

and with all that came before

and all that are still to come

My World’s Body

has Infinite Might

STILL MORNING

The Hawk Deck 9:44am

Oh — there’s a rainbow

ring around the sun right now

My World has a halo

It Matters Not

The Hawk Deck 8:07am

It matters not that

Eye Am Human

It matters not that

Eye Am God

In love w/ All

M(eye) Sea

in molten Silver

& dewy trees

& grass so wet

Eye just let out

a cat

HERE I GO!

The Tomato-coloured Couch 5:11pm

I wanna start A Cult —

not the kind where the leader

drives 14 Rolls Royces

or where the leader talks

500 people into drinking poisoned Kool-aid

I wanna be the kind of leader

I already am —

54 years in the making —

a slice of human growth

out of two wedges

of eternity —

Mine is The Cult

of Clear Thinking

’cause I will never say

there is no such thing

as Divinity

My Cult is not a clubhouse

My Cult lives for Humanity

as God, merely God

as I understand no separation

Move Over Allah & Christ —

a woman named Joanna Gilman Hyde

is on the scene

to speak Her Mind

Her Human Mind

which speaks for God —

Is Anyone Listening?

SECURITY

The Hawk Deck 10:45am

I waved Good-Bye

to My Working Husband

as He pulled out of Our Drive

I glanced across

My Left Shoulder

& saw how I survive

I saw The Silver

across The Sea

& knew It in a flash

I have all I’ll ever need

Forever I Will Last

God Says…

The Tomato-coloured Couch 6:46pm

“I Have A Very Simple Message —

It Should Not Be Hard To Grasp:

Man Is God

Is All I’ve Said

&

I

Am

Woman”