Posted on September 24, 2026
by Jamieson Wolf
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I am convinced that when I was sculpted out of the clay that is my body, mirrors were sprinkled liberally within the darkness of myself, until the bits of silver came to the surface of who I was. Often, I find myself wondering if… Continue Reading “The Number of Mirrors – A Poem”
Category: PoemsTags: 12, art, Art of Self, Artist, beautiful, beauty, body, Clay, Imperfections, Masterpiece, Mirror, mirrors, numbers, poem, Self Art, self-love, Sesame Street, Shine, Silver, Who I am, who I was, writing
Posted on September 16, 2026
by Jamieson Wolf
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I have been trying to untie myself, letting my mind gently unravel as I try to find out who I am. Delving into the forest of string, yarn, and pieces of ribbon that has piled at my feet like water, I grab hold of… Continue Reading “Unravelling – A Poem”
Category: PoemsTags: depression, emotions, Falling, future, Glass, Habits, Jamieson Wolf, Learned behaviour, Learned Habits, library, memories, Mind Garden, Mind Palance, past, plastic, poem, present, String, Thread, touchstone, Unravelling, Who am I
Posted on August 18, 2026
by Jamieson Wolf
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I’ve planted a seed inside the dark soil of my body. As it grows I’ll be able to feel the roots digging deep a whole world sprouting within me. I will know that I am ready when I can feel the presence of the… Continue Reading “I’ve Planted a Seed – A Poem”
Category: New Poetry Collection, PoemsTags: body, deep, dig, Feel, growth, introspection, Jamieson Wolf, Leaves, light, Love, Planted, poem, Ready, reflection, roots, Seed, sprout, Sunshine, World, writing
Posted on July 6, 2026
by Jamieson Wolf
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When I was old enough to realize that my body was disabled, I prayed to God to make me into someone else, and to take away what made me different. When I realized that I was gay, I prayed to God harder than before… Continue Reading “Just As I Am – A Poem”
Category: PoemsTags: abnormal, Cerebral Palsy, different, Disabled, embarassing, fight, Gay, God, hate, healing, Hid, hide, Jamieson Wolf, life, living, loathe, Love, Mom, Multiple Sclerosis, poem, Prayer, Prove, Queer, Something to Prove, spirit, writing
Posted on June 13, 2026
by Jamieson Wolf
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When we found each other, I had been wandering the desert for far too long. My skin had become chapped by the wind that whipped around me, a barrier built by hate from others who didn’t care to understand me and from myself, all… Continue Reading “Waling the Desert Sands – A Poem”
Category: PoemsTags: Alone, attraction, barrier, clearity, Desert, hate, Hope, inward, Jamieson Wolf, lonley, Love, love poem, mirage, poem, Poetry, Self Hate, Whirlwind, wind
