poems seen Written by Ellen Grace Olinger poems seen that did not get written frost painting on the side door Like this:Like Loading... 13 thoughts on “poems seen” Again, there is so much poetry around us, so much that doesn’t get recorded in words or is just waiting for the right heart to form it. Lovely. LikeLike Simple and lovely, wonderful capture. LikeLike Lovely idea here, Ellen. Everything we hear, see, touch, or taste can become a form of poetry. LikeLike clever idea – I like it! LikeLike Such lovely images. Nature truly does write with more than words – she’s graceful and expressive, and a good teacher for us. LikeLike Saturday afternoon – I’m so grateful for all your comments. Hope you’re having a lovely weekend, and I’ll be visiting you too! Ellen LikeLike The imagery is delightful, Ellen. It reminds me of the winter I was 5, and my cousins and I practiced writing our names in the frosty glass windows of my aunt and uncle’s barn. Beautiful! LikeLike It’s wonderful to contemplate that there are still so many poems waiting to be written and even some that don’t need to be written down at all. LikeLike Oh, I like this one a lot, Ellen!! Have a great weekend–God bless you! love, Caddo LikeLike Hmmm, I like this. Interesting words Ellen. LikeLike Excellent image, Ellen… LikeLike I’m sad to think how many poems have melted away because I didn’t get them down quickly. I’m learning to have paper and pen everywhere. Lovely poem, Ellen. Thank you for the interesting and helpful links you provide. What an encourager you are! I recently sent in submissions for the HaikuNow contest, thanks to hearing about it from you. I used the link you shared for the Haiku Foundation (http://www.thehaikufoundation.org) and spent lots of time there (and with my haiku books) before submitting. I’m grateful to you. All the best. ~Lori LikeLike How many poems do we see that evaporate like the frost! so happy that I see this beautiful poem written, Ellen – K LikeLike Comments are closed.