Joanna Gilman Hyde

"Good Morning, World!"

Tag: writing

Found It!!

Eye have found

The Greatest Find —

on the back passenger floor

of My Brand Spanking New Jeep —

Oh Happy Day!!

Eye could kiss The Sky!!

Our Curve

I can see The Curve

of Our Earth

carried over The Eastern Horizon

by My Layer of Cloud Bank

not parallel

but dipping

@ either end

M(Eye) House of God

In My Tidy House

The Word of God

lies stuck against the back

of My Broom Closet —

It, The Word, is in poster form

tucked away

for only Those Who

dare to clean

or to hang up an extra coat —

for My Closet

holds a rod

Morning Realization

The Scraggly Apple

is Dead Butt Eye am Alive

to know It fully

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

LIFE 2

We Come From The Light

Of The Star Called Sun & Moon

Why?  We Must Know Why

The Fanatic

EYE

DO

PRECISION

WORK

 

He Didn’t Hear Me

In My Favourite Restaurant

Eye overheard The Waiter

Talking to The Cook:

“How can You have time

for God and Your Wife?”

Eye called out from My Booth:

“What if God and Your Wife

are One and The Same?”

Process

How stable are We?

As paint dries colour wrinkles

collapses even

Sunday Morning

Eye can have My Church

here, hear upon The Beach

I can walk, wake with The Birds

in the social structure of solitude

in the company of Life

Eye can shine with The New Sun