Category: Grateful Prayers

“Thou tellest my wanderings”

Thou tellest my wanderings:
put thou my tears into thy bottle:
are they not in the book?

Psalm 56: 8 (KJV)

tears that were not
cried at the time

kindness that carried
me along to words

and poems that may
sometimes be tears too

Favorite photo from Spring 2016
Flowers from a store
Winter 2017

Ellen Grace Olinger

From Psalm 131

LORD, my heart is not haughty,
nor mine eyes lofty:
neither do I exercise myself
in great matters,
or in things too high for me.

Surely I have behaved
and quieted myself,
as a child that is weaned
of his mother:

my soul is even as a weaned child.

Psalm 131: 1-2 (KJV)

This afternoon, I am grateful for all that is in God’s hands.  I am grateful that my heart is still open to new poems.  I am grateful for the many skilled people, who are also kind, who help me be well.  Empathy.

November rain

November rain
summer visits to parks
are memories

stored in photos
words
blog posts
archives

as a verse
from the Psalms
stays in my heart
during hard times
stored there
during easier
times

strength and beauty
for the soul

I will love thee, O Lord, my strength.

Psalm 18:1 (KJV)

Today – I love our months and seasons.  Some new health challenges this year, and all going well.

Ellen Grace Olinger

grateful

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grateful for the special days grateful for today

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Photos by Karl
Oostburg, Wisconsin
August 12, 2018

Three Poems

cup of coffee
by the water
this day to God

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AUTUMN GRACE

leaves of bleeding hearts
now gold
so do broken hearts mend
so does grief heal
Autumn grace

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September
on the horizon
all the goals
I can still
try to reach

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AUTUMN GRACE was published in Bell’s Letters Poet, WestWard Quarterly, and SMILE.

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

as birds quietly sing

losses in life
low setting sun
through branches of trees
now rises again
as birds quietly sing

(Sunset . . . Sunrise from Poems From Psalms And Nature, 2010).

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Psalm 1: 3 (KJV) :

And he shall be like a tree planted by the rivers of water,
that bringeth forth his fruit in his season;
his leaf also shall not wither;
and whatsoever he doeth shall prosper.

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patterns on my floor
moving with the breeze
sun from the West
highlights
branches of leaves

Time Of Singing
Volume 38, Number 1
Spring 2011

Ellen Grace Olinger