Tag: Wisconsin Poems

we drove North

we drove North
to see fall colors

along the way
snow fell and
lightly covered

fields of soybeans,
corn, and other crops

and the wind
painted one side
of tall trees
with the snow

today

Trees

tree farm
young trees grow
alongside the old

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sun reaches trees
also old pine wood
in the house

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This poem is from May 13, 2013:

nothing could be
more beautiful
than the trees
and their new leaves
beginning
except for when
they are in full
summer green
and then turn
their autumn colors
and then are their
wise winter selves
waiting for spring
again

pear-tree

The pear tree is courtesy of Reusable Art.

Poems are by Ellen Grace Olinger.

Trumpet Vines and Time

how the
trumpet vines
grew on the wall
of my mother’s home
glorious
like her faith
her unconditional love
when God said
“It’s time…”

August 11, 2010

This poem was published
in Bell’s Letters 135, February 2011.

Ellen Grace Olinger

August poems

August
old wild roses
bloom again

path to the garage
on the branch bowed down
two new roses

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warm August night
light fading –
already?

Time Of Singing (1996)

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mid-August
blueberries on sale
from Canada now

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late summer garden
and the lake in sun
blessings of friendship

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a small crowd
waits for the doors to open–
the library

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autumn in the air
young people
open doors for me
at the library

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wind sounds
and wildflowers
in Aunt Marie’s pitcher
gifts of late August

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When my spirit
was overwhelmed within me,
then thou knewest my path.

Psalm 142: 3a (KJV)

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Ellen Grace Olinger

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 —
grateful

August 4, 2018

Ellen Grace Olinger

Perhaps

perhaps
we know
we have found
our home

when the same
sights touch
our hearts deeply
year after year

Queen Anne’s Lace
and warm August
days, gardens,
and fields

Ellen Grace Olinger
August 2014