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)
From Psalm 126
turning the vase
turning the vase
of flowers
learning
there are
more roses
Published by Bell’s Letters Poet, some time ago.
light still morning
light still morning
spruce tree branches
and pine cones
Lake Michigan
Lake Michigan – August 2015
Oostburg, Wisconsin, USA
Ellen Grace Olinger
Spring Poetry Journals
Spring poetry journals
arrive in the mail
gifted editors,
poets, and
publishers
I would like
to read them all
yet the week
has been busy
with art at home
I admire the journals
and set them aside
for the morning
and will give them
a season of my time
Poem by Ellen Grace Olinger
Inspiration and Revision
reading a Psalm . . .
I listen to the green
and my heart is at peace
* Listen to the Green, by Luci Shaw, is a favorite book.
This is reprinted from the post at Poems For Bulletin Boards, with images from wpclipart (education and art site – a wide variety of images). My post might be an idea for National Poetry Month and Earth Day (April 22). Students can share favorite authors. My haiku is a thank you note, and models credit for inspiration. I read every book by Luci Shaw, and there are many over decades. I deleted my reblog of the same post earlier this week.
I reblog often, and also update posts and designs. I learn a lot from WordPress.com and am grateful. I can try new ideas, and revise. I often review my archives and reprint in new ways.
Yesterday I wrote another version of my poem at Poems From Psalms And Nature, with images from the WordPress.com free photo library. This post is Haiku and Photos.
I read a Psalm and
listen to the green *
my heart rests
* Listen to the Green, by Luci Shaw, is a favorite book.
This version also reflects my health journey. I am grateful for my Care Team and progress. Blogs are flexible and work well for me.
Haiku by Ellen Grace Olinger
And photos for this post – thank you.
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)
