Tag: Remembrance

Through the Light

through the Light
of Christmas
I found my way
home

from a hospital
and nursing home
through city and
small town
Main Streets

their streetlamps
with holiday lights

as my mother
was on her way
Home

the time we shared

and still share

I wrote this poem on December 3, 2013, and added a note:

A peaceful grey day here, with steady rain.  The evergreens are so beautiful.  We are also still seeing geese flying in formation.  Spring, Summer, Fall – all so glorious.  Yet I think I love this time most of all.  Yesterday I went to Target and the brown fields had a covering of frost.  I guess whatever time it may be is the best time.   The wonder of seasons, wherever we are.

Photo by Karl – 2014

Ellen Grace Olinger

Acrostic Poem for LETTERS

L  ove
E  xpressed
T  ranscending
T  ime
E  verlasting
R  emembrance of
S  ouls

I wrote this poem in 2010.

Gerbera Daisy Plant – August 2016

Ellen Grace Olinger

Creativity Over Time – 5

REMEMBRANCE, LOVE, FAITH, HOPE

Taking turns
Letting each other go
Only to learn again
How love grows,
Mother

love for you
became her care
until she joined you there
grief gives way to fields and wind
and now I hear your voice again

These two poems were published by Bell’s Letters.

country cemetery
trumpet vines
growing taller
than the gravestones

Time Of Singing, 2012

another year
has passed since
my mother’s passing
I sit and quietly read
a book she would like too

L  ove
E  ternal
A  nd
F  orever

LEAF

light falls
through yellow maple leaves
the mercy of God

This was my poem in Full of Moonlight: Haiku Society of America 2016 Members’ Anthology, edited by David Grayson.

Also published by:
Charlotte Digregorio’s Writer’s Blog
Daily Haiku: Aug. 21, 2019

home from Sheboygan
grateful for the same roads
this long

Sheboygan County
Wisconsin State Park System
September 8, 2018
Photos by Karl

Other posts in this series:

Creativity Over Time
Creativity Over Time – 2
Creativity Over Time – 3
Creativity Over Time – 4

Ellen Grace Olinger

LETTERS acrostic poem

L  ove
 xpressed
T  ranscending
T  ime
E  verlasting
R  emembrance of
S  ouls

Today will be a big mail day. Mail could only be delivered one day this week, which we surely understand. The acrostic is from my archives.

Ellen Grace Olinger