I’m in deep now, never been this deep before
The world’s hollow like a shell and I’m out its door.
In so deep, the ocean has its own startled floor.
I’m down, down. down.never been so dark , so more.

I can’t rightly tell how I got where I am
I think I had an accident, fell over, then I swam.
Sometimes it’s a loss, be times it’s a man.
I guess I only do it ‘cos I know some folk can.

I don’t know if the joy is worth the pain
Would I choose to relive it,  if I was born again?
The deep joy is the amazing gain.
But the sorrow is damn sad, let’s admit it plain.

I’m in deep and it’s over my head
What was I thinking of, when I fell out of that bed?
I look up and the sea’s so turquoise like that mist is red
When we get good and mad and wish some loon was dead.

At first, it was all just black, black pain
But from the bottom of the well, I looked up with awed love again.
That’s when I recalled ,feelings are sound and sane
Joy is much greater when we’re in the deep, deep zone.

I dunno if I’m ever comin’ out.
We can’t control it ,ain’t that what life’s all about?
I’ll never love with innocence again, nor not feel doubt.
But I’m no teapot and the devil ain’t got my spout.

I’m swimming and the ocean’s so mysteriously bright
Down here,we don’t have no day nor no night
Fish nudge me with big grins and teeth white.
Sea-flowers fondle me and whisper, turn off that light!

Original photo and art by Katherine 

http://www.independent.co.uk/arts-entertainment/books/news/stephen-king-22-lessons-creative-writing-advice-novels-short-stories-a8021511.html

I am too concerned with my mental life to  answer any phones phonemes and phoney operators so I will not listen to the messages.
My cat just died.Please don’t leave a message
I’m in the bath so I am afraid of the phone falling in.Thanks
I am asleep so hang up.
I have got ” do not  disturb” on my phone.So try to, please.I’ll tell you the results.
My phone has Call Control.I can throw it at the wall and it won’t break
My phone can block you.And you.And Boris Johnson
My phone is better than yours because I  stuck glitter all over it and some mistletoe.
My phone might have spoken to Bibi  Netanyahu but I don’t know anything about it or him.He left no message unless it’s in a bottle.It’s a good excuse to get drunk before I see Theresa May.
My phone is here but I am not.If you have any spare money put it in the post.I need it.Coffee is £2.75 now!
I can’t understand myself at all.Am I here or not?

We don’t live a good life to gain rewards.We do it because we feel better living that way.
But how do we do it?
We can’t be good entirely by willpower but maybe we can recognise when we do bad things.And try to learn
I believe perception is what matters.Change that and everything else changes.
Many terms from art  are good  for living

A  new perspective
A sense of proportion
Looking at what is NOT there.
Opening our eyes
Getting the balance right
Another point of view
Seeing what is there, not what we want to see
Letting life affect us.
Letting others give their picture.

I don’t think I’ll write a villanelle
I’ve done the form to death, if not to grief
I  feel like I am flying up a well

I have learned that only victims tell
That time is not a giver but a thief
I don’t think I’ll write a villanelle

I’m feeling poor; I’ve nothing I can sell
I’d better start a newer, fuller life
I  feel like I am spying in a well.

A sonnet is much harder yet they sell.
I realise I could now take a wife;
So I don’t think I’ll write a villanelle

I ponder over Patel’s Israel
Theresa May is getting all the strife
I  feel like I am drowning in my well.

Mortal sin has taken on new life
What about our loss of  love and grace?
I don’t think I’ll write about this hell
The government are fools and lie as well

I’ve got my landline on ” Do not disturb” but on reflection, I see it is cheaper not to have one at all.
Wasn’t it great going on holiday years agi with no post, no phones ringing and no-one asking you for favours? Now they can email  and text you all the time
I got  a message on my answer phone

Ahhh,uhhh,grrhhhh, cough, cough, vlah, blah,eff off, is that you Lord?Aaaah,uhhhhh,ohhhh.I did not sin after Mass.Ohhhh,grtoooom bum,la la kaaaa,bang.

That is interesting.Am I God or what?

Amazon prime now food delivery was free albeit a £2 tip was suggested and I paid this as getting food the same day os useful midweek.Today I discovered I would be paying an additional £3.99.Unless I spend £40.But the access is not to the whole Morrison’s site so it’s not  good for all your shopping
.I also noticed last week they were charging me £3 for some tissues which were £2.38 in Morrison’s  own shop.They were an own brand mansize
So if I had not been careful I’d have been  paying £5.99  and the £3.99 goes to Amazon not Morrison.I could have removed the tip of £2 but the delivery person gets that and as they are not paid much I didn’t mind it~
So if you are somewhat disabled like I am, then plan ahead carefully.

I am even thinking of using real hankies, as I have loads of my husband’s here!!
Another helping hand cut off.

https://youtu.be/YePolYDNH1s

https://www.poetryfoundation.org/collections/144562/political-poems