Posted on July 17, 2026
by Jamieson Wolf
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I am not a fucking unicorn. How I wish I were one; My horn would be an everlasting source of magic most pure. I would be able to cure myself, not that I would have gotten sick in the first place. It just simply… Continue Reading “I Am Not a Fucking Unicorn – A Poem”
Category: InfoTags: barrier, Cerebral Palsy, Cure, depression, Disability, Disability Awareness, Disability Pride, Disability Pride Month, disease, Jamieson Wolf, light, magic, Matter, Mind, Mind Over Matter, Multiple Sclerosis, positive, Positive Thinking, Protect, push, Push Through, Sparkles, Thinking, thought, Unicorn
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 2, 2025
by Jamieson Wolf
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There is a light that is growing within me. It comes from a seed I planted there, inside the caverns of my skin and the mountains of my mind. I can feel the warmth from the warm glow starting to find all of the… Continue Reading “An Imboc Seed – A Poem”
Category: Covid Poems, PoemsTags: Bones, Caverns, Crannie, Crannies, Expansion, Growing, growth, Imbolc, light, Mind, poem, Poems, Seed, Skin, Spring, Warmth
Posted on October 5, 2024
by Jamieson Wolf
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If I close my eyes, I can see a forest made of glass. When I walk by the fragile trees, the glass acts like a mirror showing me pieces of myself preserved in time and kept like a library of memories and moments. I… Continue Reading “The Man with the Flappy Hand – A Poem”
Category: Covid Poems, PoemsTags: Cane, Disability, dreams, Hope, Invisible Disabilities, letting go, Mind, Multiple Sclerosis, Perception, poem, Poetry, self image, writing
Posted on July 1, 2024
by Jamieson Wolf
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The card I choose first out of any deck is Strength. As I study the scene that usually contains a woman taming a lion who is the symbol of all that she fears, I reflect upon everything that I’ve had to do in hopes… Continue Reading “My Tarot Path – A Poem”
Category: Covid Poems, Info, PoemsTags: Ace of Swords, Ace of Wands, Cards, Clarity, forward, Hope, Mind, path, strength, Tarot, Tarot Deck