garden poetry
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A Composition of Harvest
In late winter, I heard the formidable crash of a huge oak tree on the hillside next to our home. Death for the old oak wasn’t the end and I write more of those thoughts here. It’s a stunning prelude to spring, but below I’ve posted the poem I wrote this autumn as I thought… Continue reading
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Old Wise Woman’s Tale
Back in 2020 when the world was falling apart, I gave birth to my son. He was due late July, but he came early August. He was born into a hospital room highlighted with laughter. It didn’t matter what blanketed the world, we were laughing, and he was beautiful, and it was birth! These are… Continue reading
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The Birds Sing Now
I told Ben how loud the birds were singing. It was glorious noise, all that chirping. The disjointed chorus of life after winter. Ben remarked how nice it was to have birds. Remember when I told you how little life there was up here? And his observation all those years ago was true. There was… Continue reading
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Limping Wings// A Poem for Staying in Your Life
I had no idea I’d get a rose this big when my little garden began alongside my limping heart on Mother’s Day 2018. It just took about four years to bloom this big, but less than that for me to lift my head and love the life I had. My encouragement to you is STAY.… Continue reading
Sierra V. Fedorko 