And let
the beauty
of the LORD
our God
be upon us:
and establish thou
the work of our hands
upon us;
yea,
the work of our hands
establish thou it.
The above is the last verse of Psalm 90 (KJV).
I placed the words into this form.
The table in the photo belonged to Grace and Walter Brandt. My mother’s parents.
Photo by Karl Olinger.
WINTER
First real snow
last night
My heart lifts
January light.
This was published in SMILE (WINTER 2000-01); and reprinted in SMILE (FALL/WINTER 2009-10).
Post update: January 10, 2019
Ellen Grace Olinger
And now
abideth
faith,
hope,
charity,
these three;
but the greatest
of these
is charity.
The title of this post is from 1 Corinthians 13: 8. The above verse is quoted from 1 Corinthians 13:13. King James Version of the Holy Bible, which is in the Public Domain. I rearranged the words in this presentation.
Post update: January 10, 2019.
I love to sit and dream of days long past,
Of a chubby, brown-haired girl
Dressed in checks and stripes, a feather-
plumed hat on her head–
Sitting in her little doll room
Eating a pound of potato chips
–laughing–
Published in Parnassus in Print (1971); The Discerning Poet (2004).
new poems
in older age
winter wheat
We wish you all a Merry Christmas.
With love and prayers for peace,
Ellen and Karl
What a road we travel
To figure out the
Simplest things and
Return to where we
Knew we belonged
All along
To build friendships
With those whose arms
Are true, all-accepting
And strong
To raise our arms to Heaven,
Dig our toes in sand, and
Throw back our heads to
The wind
What a road, what a road
We travel to figure out
The simplest things and
Return to where we
Knew we belonged
All along.
Published in Silver Wings (1995); The Writers’ Bistro (2007); WestWard Quarterly (2008); christinemasonmiller.com (2010).
Poems From Oostburg, Wisconsin 