Joanna Gilman Hyde

"Good Morning, World!"

Tag: self awareness

And Eye Have Maria

How Do You Get To Be Anything

Without Being A Wanna-be?

NOTE:  Eye am already

everything I have ever

wanted to Be —

except a helicopter pilot —

not YET

The Fanatic

EYE

DO

PRECISION

WORK

 

THE FOG SONG

The Hawk Deck 3:25

The Surf is rising —

I hear It beyond

the fog-wafted scrub spruce

to The North

It is calling Me:

The Waves surge through My Limbs

then subside

while I get My Breath

My Art is in My Pen

driven by My Surroundings:

today the breezy fog

accompanied by horns

low-pitched

meshes with a Chickadee’s chirp

as I relinquish all longing

& bask in My SELF