new year sunrise
light fills
the red poinsettia
Ellen Grace Olinger
new year sunrise
light fills
the red poinsettia
Ellen Grace Olinger
December 21, 2019
Ellen Grace Olinger
cold
Lake Michigan winds
a tiny bird
seeks shelter
by the kitchen window
gold leaves
drift to ground
sunbeam
on the water
Northern sun
shines on frozen beach
still the days grow shorter
shadow of poinsettia
on the wall
barge with lights
travels our great lake . . .
thoughts and prayers
for those with thoughts
of home
“Northern sun” is from Quiet Christmas Poetry.
Ellen Grace Olinger
early June morning
pelicans fly over the water
a deer walks through the yard
new carnations
in an old glass vase
by the window
poinsettia and lily plants
placed by the back patio door
only yesterday
and still in the house
new green
on evergreen branches
an image loved for years
the small new growth
and lilacs bloom
Journal Poem
June 6, 2019
Ellen Grace Olinger
The carnation is courtesy of wpclipart.
April 22, 2019
Ellen Grace Olinger
March
the month begins
with Winter
and ends
with early Spring
the poinsettia
is still beautiful
and I think about
Easter lilies
longer days
of light and reading
new and old books
by a window
shadows
of icicles
on the calendar
and wall
Photos are by Karl. The poinsettia photo is from Christmas Day, 2018. The lily photo is from April, 2010.
Ellen Grace Olinger
The photo of a poinsettia is from February 2017. I like the light and shadow, as well as the colors.
rain in dark night
refreshes each leaf
today I think of you
no longer with grief
I wrote this poem for my father in June 2012. He lived on earth from 1915 – 1983. Today is his birthday.
In November 2018, I realized my parents had both been born over 100 years ago. I wrote a poem, and will reprint in this post:
today I realized
my parents were born
over one hundred
years ago
I picture them younger
Mom in the yard
hanging clothes
on the line
Dad in his workshop
working on a crossword
puzzle
today I realized my parents were born
over one hundred years ago
most of all
I remember them older
when they must have known
at a deep soul level
their days on earth were fewer
each left a legacy
of unconditional love
which continues
in my heart to this day
And I remember this verse: But he knoweth the way that I take: when he hath tried me, I shall come forth as gold.
Job 23: 10 (KJV)
Blessings,
Ellen Grace Olinger