Category: Winter

day begins with silence

day begins with silence
work in the kitchen
prepare for a good day

sunrise so bright
and welcome

October days go by
Summer past
and Winter in sight

now though
Fall for awhile
furnace warms
the house

I look at books
and journals and
look forward to
more time to read

Spring, hope, renewal
always in our hearts

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Poems: Rain and Seasons

Rain this morning, and thought I’d search my archives for poems about rain. Then I saw that I can add the idea of seasons. The poems are from over the years.

frozen raindrops
on birch tree branches
March Sunday

rain
on new seawall
built with limestone
from a Wisconsin
quarry

rain before dawn
I think about the peonies
almost ready to bloom
and those in the area
already bowed to the ground

rain and
near my window
first daylilies bloom

gold hosta leaves
and sounds of rain
October morning

morning rain
rereading familiar
poems of faith

winter rain
snow fences
ready to unroll

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lilac bushes

lilac bushes
with fading leaves
in Fall sun

beautiful today

with no worries
about whether or not
they will bloom

again

Poem from October 2014 – times I can create, times I need to rest and be patient. Good care, one day at a time.

Short Poems: Remembrance and Hope

The seasons inspire reflections about loss and renewal. We think about other people and their stories. A passing, a birthday, the beginning of what would be a last illness, a poetry journal or blog post that honors a poet’s work. For example, Carol Purington – I am grateful for the books her family completed for her.

I remember some of my poems over the years that may be an inspiration.

far from perfect
and in need of grace
we found our way
to unconditional love

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

as I look through
poetry books
from the last many years
some poets here
some poets there

turning the vase
of flowers
learning
there are
more roses

breakfast and music
when a song begins
I know the words
Amazing Grace

turning the vase was published by Bell’s Letters Poet.

Poems in this post are by Ellen Grace Olinger.

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