Poem Inspired by Psalm 103

writing and reading
I don’t see the dust . . .
then seeing I remember

and know He does not forget

and understands with Love

For he knoweth our frame;
he remembereth we are dust.

Psalm 103: 14 (KJV)

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always beauty

after the leaves fall
and the days grow short
holiday lights begin

small town main streets
and country roads

November skies and fields
have a stark and simple
beauty

when winter settles in
for a long time
after Christmas

the light in January
is already changed
from now

Ellen Grace Olinger
The poem is from 2017.

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Favorite Short Poems – 1

Readers over the years seem to especially like these poems. This is the first post in a new series. We began Poems From Oostburg, Wisconsin in December 2009. I review my archives often.

You are welcome to reprint my poems with proper credit. Ideas are a bulletin board in a classroom, library, hospital, nursing home, etc. Thank you!

leaves of bleeding hearts
now gold
so do broken hearts mend
so does grief heal
Autumn grace

Published by Bell’s Letters Poet, SMILE, and WestWard Quarterly.

turning the vase
of flowers
learning
there are
more roses

Published by Bell’s Letters Poet.

H   ard work
A   nd hope
R   ealized, and
V   ery grateful
E   ternally, with
S   ongs
T  o sing

HARVEST

They that sow in tears shall reap in joy.

He that goeth forth and weepeth,
bearing precious seed,
shall doubtless come again with rejoicing,

bringing his sheaves with him.

Psalm 126: 5-6 (KJV)

Ellen Grace Olinger