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Lake Day – a poem for this mama’s broken heart
I might break beneathgood things,my son running inwith grasshoppers caughtin Grandpa’s field;he goes to kindergartenin only a week. but later I might break beneathsad thingsmy world closing inon the living floor,reality hits harder in the opensaying those words aloud;feels like a death, feels like a funeral.I still don’t cry the tears that try,that should have… Continue reading
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Heartsong – a prayer, a poem
what a difference a year makes—where zinnias used to growwith promise,mangled weeds pool outinstead,where chamomile daisies once burstlike a meadow, I just seedry, dead things. but also this June’s peachharvest tripled from the lastand I scooped vanilla icecream over strawberries and freshpeach slices. what a difference, what a difference…pain bleeding, joy drippingfrom my hands,lifting my… Continue reading
Sierra V. Fedorko 