Category: Grief And Acceptance

Trumpet Vines and Time

how the
trumpet vines
grew on the wall
of my mother’s home
glorious
like her faith
her unconditional love
when God said
“It’s time…”

August 11, 2010

My poem was also published in Bell’s Letters 135, February 2011.

Love endures and grows beyond grief. I am grateful every day.

Ellen Grace Olinger

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once upon a time – and today

once upon a time
my mother and I spent
so much time
in Milwaukee, Wisconsin

I remember her love
of flowers and all the colors
and the Bridal Wreath
bushes in bloom

once upon a time
love grows and endures
my great lesson
and hope

and gifts from
the seasons and yard
every year

My poem is from June 25, 2019. I am watching the day begin, heard a bird song, and the Bridal Wreath bush we planted some time ago is growing well in a new Spring.

Garden Journal
June 25, 2019
Photos by Karl

Memory, Beauty, Hope

When we began this blog in December 2009, and the first years here, I reflected often on the caregiving years with my mother. I am so grateful for those years.

One of the many things I learned was to look for beauty. Those lessons still apply today. We may have been in a hospital room – and look at the autumn beauty. We were near where my mother taught for years. She knew.

Two poems from my archives, in loving memory and gratitude:

another year
has passed since
my mother’s passing
I sit and quietly read
a book she would like too

country cemetery
trumpet vines
growing taller
than the gravestones

“country cemetery” was published in Time Of Singing, 2012.

Photo by Anthony on Pexels.com

spruce tree branches

spruce tree branches
by the window
where I write

thoughts of my parents
and all the history
they lived through

one day at a time
and careful plans
for the future

as I write in this day’s
bright morning light

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Poem And Photo From 2011

Last week was another year since my father died. He was a veteran, and then taught history.

sunrise
after the storm . . .
glistening lake-waves
branches coated with ice
and a crow cawing

after the storm
driftwood washes to shore
from other places . . .
what we let go
what we keep

Karl took this photo on March 24, 2011. I wrote the poem the same day.

Lake Michigan
Oostburg, Wisconsin

Acrostic Poem for LETTERS

L  ove
E  xpressed
T  ranscending
T  ime
E  verlasting
R  emembrance of
S  ouls

I wrote this poem in 2010.

Gerbera Daisy Plant – August 2016

Ellen Grace Olinger