Posted on May 3, 2025
by Jamieson Wolf
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Content Warning – This poem has details of sexual assault It wasn’t your fault. All you were looking for was love, the chance to spread your wings so that you could learn how to fly. You wanted some kind of acceptance, for someone to… Continue Reading “Dear 19-Year-Old Me – A Poem”
Category: PoemsTags: Broken, chalice, Love, Nineteen, Piece by Piece, sex, sexual assualt, ugly, ungainly, unlovable, unworthy
Posted on April 27, 2025
by Jamieson Wolf
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I’m unravelling myself. Little by little, I am pulling at the threads that make up who I am. Every freckle that marks my skin, the sound of my voice when I whisper secrets to myself in the comfort of night, the shape of my… Continue Reading “A Handful of Stars – A Poem”
Category: Covid Poems, PoemsTags: cosmic, Eyes, finding, freckles, Learning, map, rainbow, Skin, stardust, the red thread, Thread, unravel, voice, Whisper
Posted on April 15, 2025
by Jamieson Wolf
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There is a compass within my skin. When I was younger, I believed that it would point me towards my destiny but I seemed to lose my way. When I was older, I thought that the compass would lead me to my wish granted,… Continue Reading “Times Compass – A Poem”
Category: PoemsTags: compass, direction, Eight Years, Hope, Husband, light, Love, magic, poem, Time, Wedding Anniversary, writing
Posted on February 25, 2025
by Jamieson Wolf
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when I look in the mirror I shift and change in front of my eyes becoming someone I never thought possible I look at my reflection and I wonder who formed the idea of what I should look like I’ve watched as I took… Continue Reading “I’m Tired of Hating My Body – A Poem”
Category: Covid Poems, PoemsTags: aging, body, body disphoria, Flesh, heart, Mind, Miracle, Perception, Personality, reality, reflection, spirit, weight, wisdom
Posted on February 21, 2025
by Jamieson Wolf
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I pull a photograph of you from an album and I take in the shape of your smile, the brightness in your eyes. Looking at your face now, I realize that I had no idea our paths would diverge like tree branches. Though we… Continue Reading “A Photograph on the Tree of Life – A Poem”
Category: Covid Poems, PoemsTags: branches, diverge, friendship, goodbye, impact, Memory, photographs, positive, Saying Goodbye, Time, Tree of Life, trees