Tag: Blessings

blue-grey sky

blue-grey sky

and light

evergreen
branches

and birch trees

last days
of December 2018

every day a gift . . .

I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills,
from whence cometh my help.

My help cometh from the Lord,
which made heaven and earth.

Psalm 121: 1 – 2 (KJV)

Images: Reusable Art

blessings

poetry books
by my chair
a few snowflakes
music and silence

stir-fried vegetables
in olive oil this morning
cooked in my new
cast iron skillet

all the voices and designs
colors of fruits and vegetables

verses from Psalm 23 –
He restoreth my soul . . .
my cup runneth over . . .
goodness and mercy . . .

Ellen Grace Olinger

reading poetry

reading poetry
in my small study
as so often
and always

sun begins to shine
on the walls
and the lamp
no longer needed

how wonderful
to be able to read
and so many good
books to read

Good to see books by friends mentioned on their sites.  Blessings for all, and all the ways we create.

Ellen Grace Olinger

Photos by Karl, August 2018
Sheboygan, Wisconsin

evergreen branches

evergreen branches
fill part of the sky
without the ash tree 

words that are tears
may be harder to write
and this is just fine

sometimes I read a poem
years later and remember
my emotions

do I revise the poem?
improve the craft?

sometimes yes
and the change
may be small

but only if I do not
lose the voice of the
person I was then

who wrote the poem

Thou tellest my wanderings:
put thou my tears into thy bottle:
are they not in the book? 
 

Psalm 56: 8 (KJV)

This is such a beautiful verse from the Psalms, and I wanted to quote again.  I have wandered too – needed to start over, begin again.  I can only imagine living where you grew up, or a career of  decades.  Or being a mother and grandmother.  There are many beautiful ways to live.  I know I am dependent upon the skills and gifts of others.  Good to both give and receive.  Say thank you as often as I can.

I am so grateful for the life I have been given.  Illnesses and health conditions I have known, still know, are now my teachers and friends.  A quiet life keeps me well, and blogs are the perfect way for me to create.  I have more fluency again.  Yet when I first learned, and other times, I might spend a few hours on a post that takes a few moments to read or view.   Or let posts rest for a time.  So far, my creativity always renews.  Patience is a part of the process.

When I can live in a way that offers silence and space for poems, the poems arrive in time.  I try to manage my time, so the poems feel welcome.  Daily dedication, and content with small steps.

December 2016
Poinsettia
December 2017

Thank you and blessings,
Ellen Grace Olinger