My favourite form of Therapy
I sometimes use poetry as a way of coping with emotions that struggle to find a home in my brain. With Pots, I am not always able to burn off energy, so I have often turned to writing poetry as an outlet. I have written poems after a bad call as a paramedic, or bad dreams, or after the death of a loved one. Seemingly, in my darkest hours. However, I do have some positive ones, and I yearn to write more from those places. Unfortunately, I haven’t always saved my poems. They have vanished over the years, as I have learned to cope in other ways. But, I am hoping to use this space as a place to post the ones I do have, and the ones I will have soon. I will also post some of my favourite poems from my favourite writers! I would love to engage in some conversation over them! Please Join me!
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