I thought I’d take some time to review, reflect, and create some new posts from poems I’ve written the last few years. Hope you enjoy these small collections. Thank you, Ellen
mid-day sun
in the south window
geese in flight
* * *
sitting
in morning light
Swedish girl in winter
* * *
one red tulip
blooms in the hosta border
time alone with God
* * *
each flower
the star for a time
daylilies
* * *
The image is a free sample from 922 Decorative Vector Ornaments (Dover Publications).
This is a poem I wrote and posted here in 2010…Blessings, Ellen
Food Pantry collections
warm greetings
and offers of help with groceries
old-fashioned kindness
warms our hearts
Image courtesy of doverpublications.com.
Sample from Vintage Christmas.
Today I went grocery shopping at Piggly Wiggly in Cedar Grove. I saw that three different organizations have containers for food donations there: two religious and one general community group. There used to be two. It was good to buy cans of various foods, both vegetarian and healthy chicken soups.
At JUDI’S, a family restaurant in Oostburg, the Girl Scouts are also collecting food. Many businesses reach out in this way. I’m sure this is true where you are also.
This is a very small thing, but we know our souls need food too. I have simple business cards for this blog. I left two on a bulletin board at Piggly Wiggly. Isn’t it wonderful that at home or perhaps at a library, our blogs can be read for free?
This brings to mind another Joni Mitchell song:
“I slept last night in a good hotel
I went shopping today for jewels . . .
Across the street he stood
And he played real good
On his clarinet, for free.”
FOR FREE
Ladies Of The Canyon (1970; Warner Bros. Records Inc.)
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The sun is shining into the sunroom from a different, more southern angle now. It shines on a page of Psalms and into my soul. I feel the shorter days here in the North and have learned, in my case anyway, to take a little extra care: a little more sleep, finding the sunny corners to read, and lots of fruit and vegetables. When Christmas arrives, the days will already be getting longer. And Christmas is simpler every year.
staying with the light
I read in different
corners of the house
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“But you, O God, are both tender and kind,
not easily angered, immense in love,
and you never, never quit.”
From Psalm 86 (The Message)
I enjoyed Maria’s novel so much. Her prose is poetic and I got very involved with the characters and plot. The Queen and the Handyman was published by Tate Publishing in 2011.
This haiku was published in TIME OF SINGING, Volume 24, Number 3; December 1997.
True again this week. I turned on the porch light, and it shone into the sunroom a little, and I saw the first bloom on the cactus. Karl took the photo another year. It shows the beauty of this flower so well.
Sudden cold –
Christmas cactus
already blooming
Today I went to Sentry in Port Washington and home again. I try to say to myself sometimes, “Don’t think about writing poems now.” So I simply noted images, and we’ll see what arrives later on.
The Christmas decorations are up on the main street in Belgium, Wisconsin; which is inbetween here and Port Washington. There are few things as beautiful as streetlights and decorations in a small town.
I had a sandwich and peppermint shake at the Arby’s by Sentry. That was a treat. Outside the window, I saw a green bush full of small red berries. Some of you would have taken a photo. I also saw sparrows keeping a bush company that had lost its leaves.
Bought grapes, celery, mushrooms, and bananas at Sentry. We go through a lot of produce, and how amazing we are able to have fresh food all year.
On the way back, I saw willows now gold, as they were gold in spring in another way. I also saw yellow apples on trees with no leaves. Many of the fields have been worked one more time. The earth is turned over and looks very rich, ready for a new start next spring after the drought this year. I also saw new rows of green, which must be winter wheat.
Another beautiful sight was the frames of new barns being built. Looked like hope to me.
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Poems From Oostburg, Wisconsin 