Joanna Gilman Hyde

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HYDE 10/22

The Tomato-coloured Couch 4:27pm

The Tomato-coloured Couch

has been moved

away from Its Wall

in order to make room

for The Installation

of My Black Star

tomorrow,

signed & dated Today

Jesus Lives!

The Hawk Living Room 5:00pm

The Shower Of Silver Lights*

has found a home

bounced off

The Fuchsia Tumour

which has been rejected

( It deadened The Tomato-coloured Couch)

The Shower Of Silver Lights

will be stretched properly

& mounted on

a 2-storey wall

of Its own

*changed name to My Black Star

Upon Reflection

The Hawk Living Room 2:22pm

There Is No Room At The Inn

for The Shower

of Silver Lights

It/They will remain

in My Mind

colouring

My Every Action

with the onslaught

of garish vibrancy

un-accommodated

by My Cathedral Ceiling

from whence

It/They

came

EXISTENCE 2

The Hawk Deck 10:50am

Since March 31, 1993

I have been in a perpetual state

of Illumination

broken only by the depression

yet even then I retained the memory

of The Shower Of Silver Lights

which follow Me religiously

as I follow Them

to where I am Today

sitting in My Red Deck Chair

in the calm of early Autumn

under The Halo

of Our Existence

shining through a murky sky

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?

October 22, 1993

The Tomato-coloured Couch 7:25pm

To Dr David Hamilton Wilson

over the telephone from My Hospital Room

by His prescription:

“I have so many thoughts coming in —

even one for a new religion

based on The Joanna Hyde School of Thought:

Believe In Your Self FIRST

THEN Believe In God”

“Some People will accept

Your Ideas

Some People Won’t”

 

BLACK NUMBER

The Hawk Window Seat 11:33am

I’ve Stepped My Left Leg

Into My Black Underpants

Topped Off

By My Black Lace Bra

I Am Dressed

For Mourning

The Cry Of Help

Which I Have Heard

And To Which I Will

Devote The Rest Of My Life

CLEANING

The Hawk West Desk Window 12:15pm

Two Jehovah’s Witnesses

knocked on My Side Door

while I was mopping upstairs

& tried to get Me

to believe in Satan

but I would have none of it:

“I give The Devil no credence”

They said, “So You believe Mankind is responsible

for all the bad things?”

I said, “In part, but I believe

in The Reconciliation of Opposites”

“What’s That?”

I told Them I wanted to get back

to My Cleaning

TRANSFIGURATION 2

The Hawk Out Post 12:51pm

The Blue Jay

bore out of the bush

to a rock in My Far Yard

 then to The Scraggly Apple

— I kept My Eye on Him —

— feeling My Blood —

& He Came to

Me

He Came

 

INTRODUCTION

The Tomato-coloured Couch 6:53pm

I have The Music of Poetry

to guide Me

I have Black Jesus at My Side

I live by The Ocean

My Name is Joanna Gilman Hyde

I come out to greet You

Big Wide World

with My Art

My Concept of God as Humanity

Humanity as God

I Pray: Take Me In

I Pray:  Embrace The Sky