Posted on June 22, 2025
by Jamieson Wolf
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I have been trying to find my way through the hills and valleys of myself. It’s been a slow peeling back of the terrain that my body holds so that I can see what it hides underneath. There are veins that run in the… Continue Reading “The Deep Terrain – A Poem”
Category: PoemsTags: birds, blooming, body, Cascade, chains, Change, Cycle, Dark, deep, Deep Terrain, earth, Freedom, growth, Hatred, hide, hills, Hope, key, life, life force, light, Love, mountains, poem, Poetry, Release, rocks, secrets, self-hate, self-worth, Shame, Skin, terrain, underneath, valleys, water, writing
Posted on February 25, 2024
by Jamieson Wolf
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He says one word to me. “Birds.” I’ve seen him wandering the halls of my dreams and when I try to engage him in conversation, all he says is that one word. I wonder what the word means to him, or if it should… Continue Reading “Birds – A Poem”
Category: Covid Poems, PoemsTags: art, bird, birds, Clarity, future, let go, move on, Movement, neurodiverse, One word, past, Poetry, present, writing