Poetry
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I Learned to Love the Wind – the poem that started it all
All my poetry is deeply personal, reflective, rooted in my faith in Christ, and very inspired by nature and each of the four seasons… And some of these poems are just begging to be made into fuller stories.✨️ Published in 2023, Swan Song of a Scarecrow holds the legend of the daisy which never bloomed… Continue reading
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The Wedding Arbor Still Stands – Us, too.
When we were visiting family over Christmas I got a photo of Ben and me under the wedding arbor that’s still standing a decade+ later. (Us, too.❤️) We burst through Mojave. Wind in our sails. Walked to the creek with our dreams. Yellow on walls in our first kitchen. Yellow after the graveyard shift. We… Continue reading
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Mama Bear – a poem for mothers protecting their young
Living in the countryside is such a privilege. Truly. The sound of rushing creek water in the winter, the exuberant buttercups in the spring, the cotton candy glow of summer evenings, and the golden light of autumn while watching the wildlife store up for winter is some kind of magic. Like any place you live… Continue reading
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Counting My Blessings Like Sheep & Spiraling
When I was first pregnant with my son I was so scared of the joy. That wrestling with joy would continue into those early years as I soaked up the light and happiness of motherhood. I was not accustomed to such lightness having experienced the deep pain of infertility for years. About nine months postpartum… Continue reading
Sierra V. Fedorko 