Jamieson Wolf
Number-one bestselling author
Dancing with the Flame – A Poem
* This is for Dianne Hartstock and is my newest offering for Pay It Forward 2015. I hope you like it Dianne!
To me, she
has always danced
to her own
beat
to her own
rhythm.
More than that,
through the kindness
of her spirit
that shines through
in electric beauty,
she inspires me.
When I read
what she has
written, it is
so real that
I can almost
picture the images
coming to life,
sprouting forth like
fire to alight
upon the page
causing her words
to glow brilliantly.
She doesn’t merely
write but instead
dances with the
page. I long
to be so
free with my
words, so limitless.
I long to
evoke such beauty.
She shines like
a Princess of Words,
bright with the
joy of life
and filled with
so much passion
that it makes
the pages she
covers with her
words throb with
desire and wanting.
She makes me
want to write
more, to write
better and most
of all, to
dance and revel
in the freedom
of movement. My
hands itch to
slide across the
page and see
what stories I
can give light
to and what
will be chased
away in the
shadows.
Beautiful Outside As Well As In – A Poem
I was sitting
in the middle
of the bus.
There was a
woman waiting to
get off and
she called out
to the driver
“I pulled the bell for the wrong stop. I’m going to Shepard’s of Good Hope. Can you let me off at two stops down?”
While she waited,
she turned to
me and smiled.
“I used to be able to walk a lot. I was an athlete. Now I can’t walk three blocks.”
I didn’t know
what to say
but words came
out of my
mouth anyways, as
if being spoken
by someone else.
“The body changes. Sometimes there is nothing we can do but live with our memories but then make new ones.”
She looked at
me with kind
eyes and gave
me another smile.
“I want to live beyond my memories. I want to be beautiful again like I remember being.”
I closed my
book and gave
her a smile
of my own.
“You’re still beautiful.”
“No, I’m not.”
She said, letting
out a laugh.
“Sure you are.”
I told her.
“Beauty comes in all shapes and sizes. I think you’re beautiful.”
She blinked as
if in shock.
“Do you really think so?”
I looked at
her: she had
greying hair that
was escaping her
bun, a pale
face from too
much time indoors.
She was wearing
jogging pants with
flip flops and held
onto a purple
coat. She had
obviously seen better
times, easier ones.
But it was
when she smiled
that she seemed
to transform. It
took years off
her face and
I saw a
little of what
she used to
look like.
“Yes. I do. You have a light inside you that shines brightly.”
She put a
hand to her
hair and smiled
again and I
watched as the
light within her
grew beyond the
body and poured
out of her.
The bus stopped
and she looked
back at me
before stepping out
of the bus.
The light had
faded and I
looked at her,
a woman who
now looked younger
than her years.
“Thank you. I could probably walk a whole mile today. That’s the first time someone has paid me a compliment in ages.”
She stepped off
the bus, a
trail of light
following close behind
her like fairy
dust or dreams
made real.
A Seed of Light – A Poem
When I think of you,
I smile and something
miraculous happens. I am
filled with a light
that starts in the
centre of my chest.
It begins as a
small seed, one that
you planted there. As
it grows inside of
me, I begin to smile
and that smile releases
joy into me, filling
me with such bliss
at the mere thought
of you. It combines
with the light that
I carry inside myself
for you until I
can see nothing but
your face, shining and
gorgeous like the sun.
Until I can hear
nothing but your
voice, soft like the
wind. My love for
you spills out of
my body, as it
is impossible to contain.
When I think of
you, my entire outlook
on life changes, my
spirit becomes brilliant with
the love I carry
for you
Sending Light – A Poem
It was a surprise
to see her. She
looked at me and
the smile didn’t really
reach her eyes. She
told me how nice
it was to see me,
but the words fell
from her lips like
stones she was glad
to be rid of. She
asked me how I
was doing. I told
her that the appointment
went well, that I
had passed the baseline
they had set two
years ago, that I
was stronger than ever.
“I even stopped walking with the cane.”
I told her, proudly.
“Well that’s just great.”
It didn’t sound great
coming from her lips.
“Meanwhile, I’m looking at a wheelchair.”
I told her that
I owed her a
debt of thanks. She
had told me to
take on a regimen of
stretches and exercise, that
this would help the
fight against my body.
She smiled and it
looked as if it
were paining her to
to so. She let
out a throaty laugh.
“I see a physiotherapist and they give me exercises. But I’m a bad patient.”
We said our goodbyes
and I was glad
to be away from
her, from her gaze
that was filled with
steel and coldness. I
wanted to be out
of the line of
fire, at the daggers
she was shooting towards
me. I wondered if she
wanted me to be
as miserable as she
was. As I rode
home, I thought on
her behaviour. I couldn’t
fault her for it.
Indeed, I remembered how
It was for me,
deep within that dark
forest, alone with my
anger and hate at
what I had become.
I made the choice
to drag myself out
of the dark forest,
out of the shadows,
and into the light.
It was not an
easy choice to make.
Much as I hated
my life than, anger
is easier. So I
understood her vehemence, even
though I was no
longer that way myself.
So I did the
only thing I could
do. When I got
home, I sat for
a moment and pictured
a bright, shining light
that pulsed with energy.
Then I pushed that
light away from me
and sent it towards
her, hoping that when
it arrived, the light
would show her the
way out of her
own dark forest and
chase away her shadows.
Fearless by Michelle St. James – A Book Review
There is an ache inside of Angelica Bondesan.
She knows where the ache comes from and what will cure it: Nico Vitalie. He brought her passion like she’s never known and touched not only her body but her soul. She knows what will soothe that ache, but she doesn’t know how she truly feels about Nico and what happened after she was kidnapped.
So she goes back to her small town to mourn the death of her father and be with her brother, thinking that Nico is behind her now. However, when she learns that the Vitale family is under attack. People are disappearing and some even end up dead.
Angelica knows that she has no choice. She goes back to Nico, unsure of how things stand between them, but knowing that standing by his side is the only thing she can do.
Things take a drastic turn when Dante, the one man who frightened her more than anything, takes her brother hostage. Her brother means more to her than anything else in the world. She knows she now has no choice. She has to become part of the mob world that she has shunned for so long.
However, time is running out. If they don’t find David, he might be taken from her too. Added to that, the passion between her and Nico is as white hot as ever and she has no choice but to give in to what her body, and her heart, want so very much…
After reading Fearless by Michelle St. James, I thought I knew what to expect in Lawless: hot passion and a thrilling plot. I got that and more. Michelle manages not only to up the ante but to deepen the level of passion between Angel and Nico, something I thought impossible.
It’s wonderful to see that she escapes the typical fate of the second book in a trilogy. Usually, the excitement has already happened and the middle book is a filler until we reach the last book so that it goes out with a big bang. Not so with Fearless.
What’s also really well done about this book is the strengthening of Angelica’s character. She goes from a woman who is afraid but resolute to what is going on around her to a woman who knows that she’s now involved whether she likes it or not. She accepts that she’s part of the mob world, knowing her life is different now.
Experiencing Angel come into her own and stand next to Nico was a wonderful thing. It made her character that much more believable, that much more amazing.
I can’t count the number of times I was reading this book and was clutching my copy in glee or nervousness. Michelle takes you on a white-knuckle ride that will leave you breathless.
More than all of that, though, is the deepening of the passion between Angel and Nico. It was on fire in Ruthless. Well, that passion has been taken up a few notches so now it’s an inferno. I marvel at her ability to create such amazing love scenes that it leaves even me hot under the collar.
With the cliff-hanger at the end of the book, I am salivating for the release of Lawless: Mob Boss Book Three in October! I can’t wait to read Fearless for a second time and experience all the passion and danger all over again!
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Jamieson Wolf has written a compelling story about navigating multiple sclerosis and cerebral palsy. His story will touch your heart, make you cry, then laugh, and inspire you. A touching memoir with a bit of magic…and tarot! ~ Theresa Reed, author of The Tarot Coloring Book
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