Category: Art and Poetry Blogs

Poems: Nature and Gratitude

late summer garden
and the lake in sun
blessings of friendship

August 11, 2014

barge with lights
travels our great lake . . .
thoughts and prayers
for those with thoughts
of home

Lake Michigan Poems
October 12, 2019

predawn sky
paints a background
for the new roses
in the blue vase

watercolor words
July 14, 2019

sunrise
I watch the sky
and remember poems

sunrise
April 26, 2020

ordering
a Christmas wreath

for my parents’ graves 
even though I know
they are not there

Christmas Wreath
November 8, 2015

S  erene and sure
T  rust
A  long the
R  oad of faith

Acrostic for STAR
December 12, 2014

new year sunrise
light fills
the red poinsettia

January 1, 2020

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Haiku: Trees

blue sky and trees
on the birch tree branch
blue jay

June 6, 2019

light falls
through yellow maple leaves
the mercy of God

Published in Full of Moonlight: Haiku Society of America 2016 Members’ Anthology, edited by David Grayson.

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

wind uplifting
branches of trees
sunrise

September 7, 2010

paintings of trees
on old pine walls
quiet music

Published in Four Hundred and Two Snails, Haiku Society of America Members’ Anthology 2018, edited by Nicholas M. Sola.

wind freeing the snow
from evergreen branches
waterfalls

Quiet Christmas Poetry
(site and large print chapbook)

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Poems are by Ellen Grace Olinger.

Poems: Wood

CLEAR AIR AND BLUE SKY

clear air and blue sky
work sounds in the neighborhood

shapes of light on painted walls,
books, wood walls

the art, music, poetry
of everyday life

August 22, 2019

RAIN AND WIND

rain and wind
flower petals
on the wood porch

September 13, 2019

PETALS ON WOOD

The daylilies in the vase
Are ending

       Petals drop on wood

I leave them
They express something poignant

       That words never could.

Books, Poems, and Photos
January 29, 2020

STRONG WINTER WINDS

strong winter winds
old wood in the house
ceilings, floors, walls
startling me in the early hours
speaking to me this day

resilience
strength

the way
Hope holds

January 30, 2012

THESE WOOD WALLS

these wood walls
shelter and add
so much beauty
to this cold day

and all days

others have lived
here too these
past decades

today I wonder
about the other
stories . . .

when the
trees were young

and grew tall
long before
I was born

and then became
this house and

they still seem
alive to me

January 8, 2015

Photos by Karl – July 11, 2020

“Petals On Wood” was published first in ARTS ALIVE:  A LITERARY REVIEW (1988, The Tinley Park – Park District; Illinois).

Poems are by Ellen Grace Olinger.

Short Poems: Hosta

Yesterday, I looked again at the hosta in the sun, and was inspired to create a post.

this day’s light
hummingbird finds
the hosta

This Day’s Light: Poems About Birds
Post from August 14, 2019

clouds
with pink edges
sunrise

hosta flowers
begin to end
yet knowing
their leaves
will turn gold

August 13, 2013

raindrops
on hosta plants

so beautiful
with and without
flowers

their leaves
in the sun

September 18, 2019

*FEBRUARY*

hosta
stems in the snow
in early morning light
not bereft of summer beauty
they shine

“For thou art my hope,
O Lord GOD:
thou art my trust
from my youth.”

Psalm 71: 5 (KJV)

A Poem For Each Month In 2011
Post from December 18, 2011

early morning
hosta flowers grow
above the windowsill

Haiku 2019
Post from December 11, 2019

Photo by Karl – July 21, 2020

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Poems are by Ellen Grace Olinger.

two haiku

reading haiku
on an autumn afternoon
sun on my new plant

work in the kitchen
light fills the red begonia
plant grown tall

paper poetry files

paper poetry files
overflow and I try
to create an inch or two
of new space for now
in a thoughtful way

yet once these drawers
were empty and look
how life can grow
when we work as we can
our many gifts

over decades now
and many times set aside
for all the right reasons
which I believe made
my work better in time

some of the people
who wrote over time
were older than me
and no longer here in person
or we have lost touch

and now I can reread
and learn more at the
age I am now – their good
feedback and help with
poetry

Ellen Grace Olinger

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