Joanna Gilman Hyde

"Good Morning, World!"

Tag: spirituality

LETHAL

The Hawk Corner Room 12:56pm

Dressed in My Black Negligee

I carry the weight

of My Question Mark Ring

in The Mirror a bird

Black Wings outstretched

looks at Me

to see if I Am

Alive

EASTER

The Hawk Kitchen 12:12pm

I am The Little

Second Coming of Christ

wearing My Galaxy Underpants

cleaning cat hairs off

The Tomato-coloured Couch

I Am Here & Everywhere

re-defining God, Jesus

& The World

half-dressed

SILVER SONG 2

The Hawk Outpost 9:05am

Bathed in Silver

in perpetuity

The Sun is warm

& no longer Golden

I stand —

one knee up —

at My Kitchen Outpost

to absorb

the light

off The Ocean

of My Existence

FIRST NIGHT

The Hawk Queen Bed 8:45am

Last Night I slept

with the window opened a crack

to let in a nip of Spring

This Morning

and the first song

of birds

TITLE

The Hawk Kitchen 7:45am

All I Have Left

of A Title & A Line

from The Middle of The Night

is:  Consume The West

WELCOME ME

The Tomato-coloured Couch 2:22pm

Shower Me

with

Silver

&

I will tell You

All My Secrets

I can answer

any Question

I can see

with X-ray Vision

You Will Know Me

for All I Am

You Will Know

that I Am

Everything

&

You will want Me

Home

MARCH 31st 2015

March 30th The Hawk Kitchen 6:17pm

I Will Shine

In Those Flashing Lights

Against A Background

Of Chaos

March 31st 2015 The Hawk Kitchen 8:25am

There is My Silver

Message!

Streaking Its Light

to Me on My Morning

of This, The 22nd

Anniversary

of My Shower of Silver Lights

I AM ONE

COLOUR ME SILVER

The Hawk Kitchen 8:20am

The Glare

of

Silver fills

My Hawk Outpost

Window

beaming out to Me

I stare

& see the afterglow

of

familiar lime green

when I

blink

SUNDAY MORNING 2

The Hawk Corner Room 11:02am

How must I write

of the peacefulness

of The Morning —

under the snow

— last for spring —

under brilliant sun

shining its silver

off the sea

I will not row

today

STABLIZATION

The Hawk Library 12:16pm

Eye have M(eye) Shower

— Show Her —

of Flashing Silver

formalized

in the reflection off

M(eye) Husband’s book cases

engulfing

The Machine

upon Which Eye row

M(eye) Millions