Tag: Christmas Poetry

Christmas Story

Yesterday, I reread the Christmas story from the Bible.

I also read from WinterSong: Christmas Readings by Madeleine L’Engle and Luci Shaw. This year I wrote a new post about WinterSong: Classic Book.

Two of my poems:

and humility

Quiet Christmas Poetry

different voices
create new songs

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Christmas Day


These poems are from my archives.   So much of my life is written here now.  Blessings, Ellen

like leaves
on the winter tree
birds on every branch

Karl and I composed this poem last year.


holiday lights
on the mantle
moments of grace


winter storm
evergreen branches
bow to the ground


Christmas carnations
in the vase
that used to hold
fresh flowers for Mom

each in turn
to bless us


reading old letters
reflections of Christmas lights
on the water


winter landscape
old weathered barns
with one evergreen wreath


another year
gone round
and turning to the next
holiday lights on the windmill
in Cedar Grove

… I will hope continually
and will yet praise thee
more and more.
Psalm 71: 14 (KJV)


The pictures are courtesy of Reusable Art.

sweet memories

sweet memories
my German mother
and all the cookies
she baked at Christmas
“O Tannenbaum”


Images courtesy of Dover Publications.
From My First Book of Christmas Songs:
20 Favorite Songs in Easy Piano


five short poems


A few favorites from over the years:

W  onderful time of
I   nspiration and
N   ew books
T   o
E   njoy
R   eading!


someone helps me
at the library
and I say thank you
then help someone else
at the grocery store


M  ay
E  veryone who can
R  emember and
C  onsider
Y  our children in need


Food Pantry collections
warm greetings
and offers of help with groceries
old-fashioned kindness
warms our hearts


barge with lights
travels our great lake . . .
thoughts and prayers
for those with thoughts
of home

The Christmas Wreath Drawing is courtesy of Reusable Art.



I see Veterans Day is this week, November 11.  Among other groups, we support the Milwaukee Homeless Veterans Initiative (MHVI). We donated to their Wall Of Honor in memory of my father, Harold A. Borgh.

Some of the favorite poems on my blog are for family.  Some of you may remember this poem.


I taped up a picture of you
It must have been your last
Healthy Christmas–long overdue,
But you understand
I know you do.

And I’m up early to have some
Time alone before teaching, too
And I understand even more now
You know I do.

Mom’s doing better now…
She told me how you stood
Between two railroad cars
All the way from Washington D.C.
To Chicago after World War II.

And I’m teaching my heart out
Giving essay tests, too
Pouring out my soul
Like you used to do.

It’s Christmas again, and I
Taped up a picture of you
I’m writing poems and
Taking walks–doing fine
But missing you
Has not ceased with time.


Published in Midwest Poetry Review (1993); Bell’s Letters (1993); The Spirit of Christmas (1994, Weems Concepts).

Love endures and grows, and I am grateful.


new poems
in older age
winter wheat

Ellen Grace Olinger

amy6Photo by Karl