Poetry
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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
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What Dreams Are Made Of – a poem for turning 31
Like everyone who ever turns 30 and then 31 and then 32, you realize how un-old that actually turns out to be. Of course, there is the reality of getting older and I think you become more generally and practically aware of your humanity and that you won’t be young forever. I’ve also discovered those… Continue reading
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A Poem for the New Year – 2026
I used to fall upon January,aching.Who’s going to die this year?I wonder.Now I tread upon Januarylightly of heart.The Lord is with me,I remember. read more: Carol of the Mourning Dove – get my poetry book from 2025 Dead of Night – a free download of poetry perfect to bolster your heart in the New Year… Continue reading
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Everything Is Beautiful & Everything Is Not
In November I came across an unfinished, unshared poem in my poetry journal. Even though the poem is a rough 20 lines I realized it was actually a complete thought in just the first stanza. I must have written this when I was early postpartum with my baby, Sylvia. She was born last year the… Continue reading
Sierra V. Fedorko 