Joanna Gilman Hyde

"Good Morning, World!"

Tag: world

IF YOU COULD SEE ME NOW

The Hawk Deck 9:04am

Jimbo — the only thing that saved You

from Me

was Your homely visage —

the only thing that saved Me from You

was Your saying “Sleep

is going to be an issue

for the rest of Your life”

Well Here I Am

out on My Deck

in The Sun

with A Giant Quartz Crystal Ring

on My Right Middle Finger

sparkling across This Page

as I write with A Silver & Ebony Pen

from Birk’s

I AM GOD

RADIO-ACTIVE

The Hawk West Desk Window 10:22am

I Am The Demonstrative Child

dancing naked in Her Babysitter’s living room

go ahead & look at Me

get stuff off Me

what I have to offer

is in My Mind

You can grab It —

The New Social Reform

but I put My Foot down

when The Song’s over

INSIDE

The Tomato-coloured Couch 1:18pm

The Polish has been subdued a little

off My Sparkling Day —

I am inside with the cool wind out

The Radio is on

I am drinking copious quantities of water

from My Glass Marked “LIFE”

1:25pm

The World can reach into My Heart

& pull out all The Hope It Needs

to get Us through this rough time

this transition from Gold to Silver

Day to Night

Sun to Moon

West to East

Man to Woman

Yes, take It all —

It’s free, right here

My Hope Lives

Where I Live

 

A BEE TOLD ME TO WRITE THIS

The Hawk Deck 11:35am

I am not beyond writing

how good I feel

sitting in the sun

in the privacy of My Deck

I look to the ocean

for inspiration

& find all I need

within The Self I am today

— A Supreme Self

basking in the knowledge

of all things

coming to good

Ultimately

THE SENTINEL

The Hawk Deck 10:06am

I Am Guarding My Ocean

I Am Watching For Birds

To Record Their Song

Accompanying Each Moment

Of Scenic Bliss

A Dog Barks, A Neighbour Calls

To Another

While I Sit

In My Red Deck Chair

Taking Stock

CLARITY

The Hawk Deck 9:17am

The Air Has Cleared Here

The Ocean Dazzles My Brain

I Am Up For The Morning

In What Feels Like Early Fall

I Am Leaving Behind

Every Past Anxiety

Looking Forward To The New Aerial View

Of This Planet

Upon Which

I Thankfully Reside

ARTIST ON THE ROOF

The Tomato-coloured Couch 6:45pm

I’ve come out

of Hyde-ing

in My Rose-Coloured Top

arms above My Head

holding up My Model Canvas

behind Me

like a stretched-out butterfly

“Artist On The Roof”

in lit-up red

with My Name

on The Plaza

of the Galactic

Pool

THE LAST PAGE

The Tomato-coloured Couch 4:40pm

My Fame Will Be

This World’s

Freedom

When I Am Found Out

Inside & Out

We Will No Longer

Believe

In Schizophrenia

Bi-polar

& Other Multitudinous

“Psychiatric Illnesses”

Silver Will Sky-rocket

Gold Will

Linger In Its

Old-fashioned Luster

Man & Woman Will Live Together

Unrivalled

THE UNIVERSE CAN’T WAIT

The Hawk West Desk Window 10:55am

I am here to demonstrate

The Massive Capacity

of Our Human Intellect

born out of turmoil & strife

histories of flood & famine

long lines of creativity & invention

religious conflict

Out of All This Rises

A New Awareness

of

The Sacred Self

The Emergence

of

Our

New

World

View

HOME

Pubnico, NS 10:22am

I am driving Home

A New Message

there — I see that tree I remember

I climbed It as a little kid

& now It is The Mighty Oak

Out There I See The Ocean

with tidal flats before

I hear The Waves

high under The Full Moon

pushing Me onward

to The Self

I think I know

so well