What A Day

What a day,
What a day.
No Counselling,
Freezing cold,
Snow everywhere!

Mobile Phone not working,
Insides “shot-to-pieces”.
Bumped into Rachel,
But don’t want to go out with her.

Smoking cigarettes,
Just to keep Psychosis at bay,
What a day,
What a day!



D. Mulvey

Oh What A Jest

Later on walking down Burleigh Street,
Tom of the Home Treatment Team walked by.
We chatted politely,
And I told him I needed to rest.
He wished he could do likewise,
And then wished me the best.

This did tickle me so,
If only he knew:
To me that was quite some jest!

For to me you see,
Life has been far from pleasent,
I don’t mean to go on...
So I’ve been writing this poem for too long!



D. Mulvey

Healing on the Loo

Here I am sitting on the loo,
Letting my body relax until I do a poo.
Reading my faveourite book,
Lord of the Rings is best.
Feeling my body relaxing,
Healing in its own way,
Brain relaxes as I stimulate my mind,
Followed by my insides.

If I need to get up it does not matter,
I drink some water or sip my coffee,
Then I sit back down and continue where I left off,
If I don't have a result in time,
More yoga and maybe reflexology is required.
Not forgetting pinching the skin,
A good massage and a bowl of prunes should always get you moving!



D. Mulvey