Jamieson Wolf
Number-one bestselling author
A Joy All Her Own – A Poem
They greeted each 
other like old
friends. They sat
in the front
of the bus
and I was
only a seat
away from them.
The woman spoke
first, the smile
on her face
giving joy to
her voice. She
motioned to the
man as if
he had already
spoken to her.
“I’m on my way to see someone at the office that runs the shelter. They say they might have an apartment for me.”
Her eyes lit
up with undeniable
happiness, giving a
glow to her
dark skin. The
man across from
her was older
and kept readjusting
his ball cap.
He gave her
a toothy grin.
“You’re on the way to get an apartment. That’s fantastic. I’m so happy for you!”
“Yes, well, I’m a little worried.”
“Why, you should be dancing! I danced for an entire night when the mens shelter found me an apartment. A whole home, just for me!”
She thought about
it for a
moment before responding.
“That’s what I’m worried about. There are one hundred and forty of us at the shelter. I won’t have to fight for the shower anymore!”
She smiled at
this simple gift.
“Imagine that, not fighting for the shower!”
“Or the toilet. Or wearing flip flops to the bathroom!”
“Oh, won’t that be nice.”
She said, her
face filled with
childlike joy so
potent the front
of the bus
seemed to shine.
“I wonder what I’ll do first.”
She said happily.
“I think maybe I’ll make the bed. Won’t that be wonderful? Or maybe clean the place from top to bottom.”
Her face crumpled
slightly and the
joy slipped a
little from her
face. When she
spoke next, her
voice was softer.
“I’m afraid though.”
“Why are you afraid? You’ll have a place all your own!”
“That’s what I’m afraid of. I haven’t been alone for so long. There has always been someone nearby, sometimes too close.”
“Then you have to get to know yourself. This is a gift, a joy!”
I watched the
woman nod enthusiastically.
“Do you live with anyone? Is there someone waiting at home for you?”
The man nodded.
“My fiancée.”
“Oh, what’s her name?”
“She hasn’t told me yet. But she will.”
It was then
that I realized
they didn’t know
each other and
were just meeting
for the first
time. I wondered
why they would
just start talking
to each other
as if they
were old friends.
Perhaps they saw
the same spark
in each other,
the same otherness
that set them
apart from everyone
else. The woman
rang the bell.
“Are you getting off here?”
“Yes, you going straight to their office?”
“Yes, to be shown my apartment!”
Her whole face
smiled. Gently, the
man shook his
head as they
moved towards the
door. He held
out his hand
to the woman.
“No, your joy. A joy all your own.”
Her face smiled
more brightly than
before and she
took his hand.
“Yes, my joy. A joy all my own.”
The bus stopped
and I watched
them for as
long as I
could, before the
bus zoomed away
leaving the woman
and her joy
behind me but
with me at
the same time.
Elemental Man – A Poem
You are the sun to me,
bright like Fire.
Every time I look into your eyes,
my world is brighter and
filled with light.
You are the wind to me
Every time you speak my name,
it’s like a soft breeze
caressing my face.
You are the Earth to me,
supporting me with each
step that I take.
You are water to me.
Every time you tell me
that you love me,
my body and soul are
nourished by you.
You are the Element
that brings all of me to life
and you make my Spirit
whole.
When Two Stars Meet – A Poem
When I was
younger, there was
a star I
used to wish
upon. I would
always be able
to find it
in the sky
as it shone
the brightest. It
was with me
through thick and
thin, guiding me
through my past
and present. I
would wish upon
it, waiting for
the dream to
come true. A
few weeks before
I met you,
the star vanished.
I would look
for it within
the sky, but
it was gone.
Then I met
you and the
first thing I
noticed about you
was your light,
as if your
body couldn’t contain
all of it.
I wondered if
I had been
a star for
you within your
own sky, guiding
you towards your
future, towards me.
As I grew
to know you,
then to love
you, I wondered
what two stars
who were earthbound
would look like
from above and
how brightly we
shone now that
we were together.
Free Sparkle! (or Free Books!)
Everyone loves free books, right? I know I do.
I’m going to be celebrating this weekend for two reasons: I’m moving in with the man I love (YAY!) and I’ll be taking part in the MS Walk again, with him and my family and friends walking with me! How cool is that?
Well, what better way to celebrate than with free books? Plus, I just felt like sharing some of the love. That way, we all get to sparkle.
I’ve decided to share three books, a play, a book of short stories and a book of poems. Why three books? Well, all good things come in threes. Here they are in no particular order:
Talking with the Earth (Poems)
Talking with the Earth contains poems that are part memoir, part journey to healing. All the conversations contained within are real or imagined. The poems are the author’s attempt to find his place in the world and to carve his own path through life. With unflinching honesty, Wolf talks about disease, sexuality, physical disability and the healing power of love.
When Love Blooms (Stories)
Welcome to the village of Inglewood Hamlet.
Nestled between a large forest and sprawling mountains, Inglewood Hamlet is home to many. Some that live within the village are like us. Others that live there have powers told in myth, legend and lore.
There, magic runs free. There, you might meet a Mermaid longing for her lost love. You might happen upon a shape shifter who has never known true love. You might chance to hear a conversation between a Dryad and a Queen, or witness the reunion between a King and his Fool.
There are all kinds of Love in Inglewood Hamlet. And all you have to do is let Love bloom…
After/Life (Play)
Three teens are defending themselves against an unseen voice. All are reliving one horrible night of their existence…
Veronique, Barbie and Justin are all asked to relive one evening of their lives where things went drastically wrong. After a car accident claims the lives of three people, and injures several more, Justin is held suspect.
He was the one driving the car.
But not all is as it seems. And there are secrets to be learned that could change everything. Each of them is carrying a secret they have not told each other. There is also one voice, that belonging to Toby, who holds the biggest secret of all.
What will the ultimate judge make of their case and will Justin be able to go free?
Now, I chose these books because they all have to do with love in one way or another. The poems contained in Talking with the Earth are about my continued battle with MS and other subjects, but there’s a lot of love poems contained within the collection and that has everything to do with Michael.
When Love Blooms concerns the town of Inglewood Hamlet. In the collection, I wanted to write fairy tales that examined all different kinds of love in one way or another.
In After/Life, things take a dark turn but, ultimately, even the most harrowing acts can be done out of love.
The eBooks will be free on Amazon starting tomorrow, April 25th until April 29th. They can be read on your Kindle, iPad, iPhone, iPod Touch, PC and any Android device (just make sure that if you don’t have a Kindle, you download the app first).
If you enjoy the books, feel free to share this post and review them on Amazon. I really hope you have fun delving into the worlds I’ve created and that you keep calm and sparkle on!
Happy Reading everyone!
Body Music – A Poem
I try to
think of my
body as an
orchestra. The musicians
are busy warming
up and getting
ready to play
something wonderful. I
listen to the
musicians warming up
all their instruments.
The pains
and spasms in
my body are
like music. The
twinges in my
shoulders? The percussion
section banging on
cymbals. The slow
throb of pain
in my legs?
They are but
cellos playing a
soulful tune. The
intense stabs of
hot needles in
my back? Violins,
playing aggressively. The
fatigue, pulling me
into sleep? They
are but flutes
touching notes that
lull me into
slumber. The temporary
speech problems? It’s
the conductor getting
ready. The loss
of balance as
I try to
walk? It’s the
audience taking their
seats. Something good
always comes from
something bad and
my pain is
really my bodies
music, and my
body is a
symphony of sound
and colour. Every
morning, I take
a moment to
see what kind
of tune it
will play today.
I listen to
my body and
the music that
it makes, hoping
to hear something
beautiful.
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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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