Joanna Gilman Hyde

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Tag: painting

M(EYE) BODY

The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 4:15pm

will be emblazoned

with underlining of Red

A Black Exclamation Mark

with The Point

a star

of glitter

against a dripping Swamp Green

from paint

in M(EYE) Basement

STAR-STEPPIN

The Hawk Queen Bed 9:47am

When I paint My Staircase

glossy black

to lead up to My Canvas

titled “I Poured Out

My Black Heart”

I will be laying

the foundation

of sky on steps

to highlight the wafting

cat hair galaxies

stray stars

of dust

& every trace

of human

READY

The Hawk West Desk Window 10:58am

I am ready to go

in My Ripped Grey Capris

& sleeveless purple top

dressed in the colours

I couldn’t paint

on top of My Bathroom Door

— grey —

(We have no towel racks)

& purple draped over

the door handle

FEROCITY

The Hawk Queen Bed 10:06am

Oh how I want to knead

a double weave of lavender

& green —

I want so badly

to meld a shield

of diamond coloured star

in My Center

Oh how I want to paint

the emblematic Silver

of My Center

My Big Black X

so I could make a pair

to My Black Star

THE SELF-PORTRAIT

The Hawk Queen Bed 9:52pm

If I were to paint

a picture of My Self

what colour would I use

to start?  Yellow, please

as I see Me in a room

of Gold

with Purple Rings

under My Eyes

as I see Them sag

into disproportion

I would put Chartreuse

upon My Fallen Lids

stark Black for Brows

still arched

My Two Left Moles

would be three-dimensional

& My Lips, cracked slightly

with age lines

would be a Lurid Red

maybe smearing across

The Right Side

Of My Face

EVENING DEER

The Hawk Outpost 6:49pm

The Scraggly Apple

is illuminated

with the eastern clouds

a rare mauve pink

The moon is up

My Fuchsia Painting is finished

& My Husband has said

I can hang It over

The Tomato-coloured Couch

BLACK JOURNAL, BLACK & SILVER PEN

The Hawk Kitchen 4:30pm

I feel like physically throwing

paint around on a canvas

on the basement floor

or deck with drop cloths

& weights against the wind

an 8 X 10 footer

of purple & metallic grey

NO BLACK

hints, territories, of red

I have never before

felt this urge

THE HAWK DECK 6:13pm

My Daughter & I

came back from The Beach

I hung Our Towels on The Line

I checked My Blog

to find a New Follower

soulblindministry

whose Donate Heart

was just like Mine

(My Daughter didn’t think so)

just like Mine

in My Eye Am

painting

Just Like Mine