paintings of trees
on old pine walls
quiet music
Poems From Oostburg, Wisconsin
December 28, 2014
Four Hundred and Two Snails
Haiku Society of America
Members’ Anthology 2018
Nicholas M. Sola, Editor
2022 Review

paintings of trees
on old pine walls
quiet music
Poems From Oostburg, Wisconsin
December 28, 2014
Four Hundred and Two Snails
Haiku Society of America
Members’ Anthology 2018
Nicholas M. Sola, Editor
2022 Review
What is your favorite part about yourself?
Whatever gifts I may have are a gift, by God’s grace. I try to take good care every day. For example, I have an appointment with my eye doctor next month; and I may need new reading glasses. Sometimes I adjust the print on my computer, so I can read more easily.
Karl and I went to Walmart in Sheboygan last week, and I bought a new Bible with larger print. And I am praying the Psalms again, with good light.
Sometimes I reprint poems in larger print, as others may appreciate these posts, or know someone who would be able to read better with the large print.
At our site, Easter And Spring Poetry, this year I am reviewing posts and reprinting some poems in large bold print. I am grateful for the many ways to design posts and sites. So much more to learn!
I have always loved language.
“In the beginning was the Word . . .” John 1:1
garden journal
through the seasons
every photo a prayer
I reviewed my archives for my post for the Bloganuary prompt today.
July 2015
July 2016
August 2017
August 2017
My poem was the Daily Haiku: Nov. 4, 2019 at Charlotte Digregorio’s Writer’s Blog.
Ellen Grace Olinger
What is a cause you’re passionate about and why?
My goal with our blog is to offer a few moments of HOPE.
new green leaves
on trees that knew
the colors
of dramatic autumn
in silence sometimes
and in small ways
new dreams grow
Poem by Ellen Grace Olinger – May 19, 2021
What is a life lesson you feel everyone can benefit from learning?
This is the day which the LORD hath made;
we will rejoice and be glad in it.
Psalm 118: 24
Poems to follow my Bloganuary: January 8, 2022 post.
Deep calleth unto deep *
filling my heart with hope
greater than my mind
* The first line of my poem is from Psalm 42: 7 (KJV).
another year
has passed since
my mother’s passing
I sit and quietly read
a book she would like too
tiny leaves
on trees
no prayer
in my heart
too small for God
early hours
of quiet and poetry
gardens overflow
and if some Winter
my mind forgets
my heart will know
“tiny leaves” is from my blog and reprinted last year:
Micro-poem by Ellen Grace Olinger – May 1, 2021
Charlotte Digregorio’s Writer’s Blog