My mind is a bag of marbles II My mind is a bag of marbles. Thrown, rolled. Dropped in haste and rolling off everywhere I said to myself in my distress “in” “Gather together”, "focus, centre in" I point to the place below my rib cage And visualise the marbles rolling As a film played backwards the marbles curve And plop into the place of the pointing I breathe and take a moment. It’s going The marbles are all back and all is well with me. (photo, taken by F.Norton, Yorkshire Sculpture Park, Not Vital Jan 2017)