All in Poetry Is Therapy

Dashing, Ole' St Nick

With the way the economy is with the Coronavirus, and we have the inflations cost at a rise too. Having the need to write something to topple those few issues alone. And this quaint little Christmas writing began as a text message to my older brother, John, for Christmas, and my sister. I do not believe I have told him this either. Hmm? Come on in and read this delightful Christmas poetry. Guaranteed it puts a smile on your face.

Only Dreams Imagination

“Only Dreams Imagination” was written because of a group of fellow writers, Soupers is what we call ourselves, at PoetrySoup.com. But not just them, per se, but humanity. I pray these things for everyone along with your needs. I hope you find delight in this poem. It’s who I am, it’s always been, who I am!

Loneliness Hotel

This poem is about depression, anxiety, and the ups and downs of the back-set in life, called mental illness. I was born with, hyperactivity disorder, and couldn’t control my behavior. This led to further implications within my life.