Joanna Gilman Hyde

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Tag: weather

“There Is Nothing Lost”

On the night

Eye painted M(eye) Bomb

the wind picked up

and Eye made for the deck

where M(eye) salvaged pieces lay

laminated together

on a glass table top —

just as Eye approached

M(eye) kitchen door

a gust had the nerve

to lift M(eye) work

and sent it flying

down to Destruction


The Northerly Sound

has moved to North East

as I step out

on My Deck

I feel like writing

The Sky, laden with cloud

is dramatic

The Fog has gone

off shore

Oh — is that Rain?


I see The Luminescence

out My West Window

shining up The Water

clearing into Sky

“Away The Thunder of Today”

knowing, telling

All Is Well