Tag: New Poems

November mornings

November mornings
and shorter days

a small lamp
transforms a room

I read with my new
and stronger glasses

so grateful for stars
in the sky

and words in my mind
a book, post, prayer

the sun rises
reaches the tops of trees

the weathered trees
I so love

Ellen Grace Olinger

grey Sunday

grey Sunday
with icicles
by my study window

sounds of Lake Michigan

will this winter cause
some frozen silence
along the beach?

years vary and I remember
the first sounds of rain in spring
early in our time here
after a long winter

colors stay through the year
in many ways

paintings from thrift stores
and dishes with bright colors
work well together
though none of them match

Ellen Grace Olinger

Shapes Of Snow

shapes of snow
along the evergreen

they stay there
on this morning
of little wind

sun on the birch tree
outside my window
and trees further away

so many seasons
and life chapters
in this little room

illness and new health
caregiving and griefs
healing and then
new challenges

the stability
of praying the Psalms
taking good care
receiving good care

creating new posts
my archives a journal
of growth and hope
beauty and trust

His ways beyond mine
and unconditional love

grateful to grow older
heart full of peace and


Blessings, Ellen

early morning

early morning
sunflowers wait
for the sun

early morning
fragrance of carnations
in the sunroom

the word
I seem to say
most often
these days —

August 4, 2018

Ellen Grace Olinger