Three Poems From The Archives
bowed to the ground seemingly half-broken covered with new leaves my notebook of prayers
answers to prayers
I did not know to pray verses of Psalms
as if they could
store the sun small blankets on a chair add color to the scene as they await to warm another time
Journal Notes Blog in March 2017, and thought it would be interesting to review and reprint a few poems.
on different roads and streets
these trees are taller
I remember places
that only exist in photos and memories now
beautiful with and without flowers vase from my mother
on a Sunday afternoon I remember poems about the language arts
R est E ducate A dmire D ream I nspire N ew G oals
L ove of literature I nspires countless B eautiful hours of R eading many A uthors, and sometimes R ereading beloved books Y early
WestWard Quarterly, Fall 2018
reading haiku the generous new growth of evergreens
Charlotte Digregorio’s Writer’s Blog Daily Haiku: June 21, 2019
older now used books settle in their new home
All the Way Home: Aging in Haiku (2019) Edited by Robert Epstein Middle Island Press West Union, WV
Poems are by Ellen Grace Olinger.
thoughts of a friend
who always loved and grew I wonder . . . Has the sky ever been this beautiful a blue?
for Charles A. Waugaman (1932 – 2010)
Time of Singing poetry journal Spring 2011
As with Modern Haiku, I learned of Time of Singing from a Poet’s Market book years ago. Charles was editor of Time Of Singing at that time, and published my haiku and other poems. Grateful to all.
sun on a vase from my mother’s home in the room where I write she often asked, “Are you writing?”
I wrote and
posted this poem yesterday, with a different photo, at my primary site, . And I enjoyed some time at the WordPress.com free photo library. Poems From Oostburg, Wisconsin
flowers and leaves
in light wind and sun . . . new beginnings at any age
My pace is slower now, older now. Some life chapters are well in the past, and yet creativity renews, with care and time. I have known an academic career in education, chronic illness, caregiving, volunteer work, and the history we all share. Grateful.
By God’s grace, and help from many people, my art grows through difficult times. I look for beauty every day. And some days I simply need to rest. My goal with my blogs is to offer hope. Thank you. Ellen Grace Olinger
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