Category: Lake Michigan

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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review – 2

early poems
and new gifts
of trying to write
in a new way

setting aside often
for all the right reasons
and then renewal
over time

not a clue
that blogs were
in my future

and would offer
the world to me

These are garden photos by Karl, from spring and summer this year. I look forward to every day and season. Take good care.

May garden
daffodils bloom
through the night

The begonia planter continues to bloom.

mid-July
daylilies and hosta
tell the time

Lake Michigan – Oostburg, Wisconsin

review is my post from September 1, 2020. This project is about my poetry files, before emails and blogs.

Thank you

Ellen Grace Olinger

April to May

Snowdrops are beginning to fade. They lasted a long time this year. Small flowers, strong and resilient.

Green perennial plants are growing. The green is so beautiful, and we can wait for the flowers: daffodils, primroses, daylilies, hosta. Each their own schedule.

Listen To The Green by Luci Shaw is a book by my computer. My copy is the third printing; October 1978 (Harold Shaw Publishers; Wheaton, Illinois). Copyright 1971 by Luci Shaw. I still remember being so inspired by the thought of listening to a color.

Lake Michigan waves were powerful last night. Lake levels are at record highs. Karl said not to be surprised if the wood deck is washed away. It is still there today. Not afraid – our home is secure – higher up from the water and reinforced with rocks by a previous owner. We’ll add more protection too, along with neighbors. Such an unusual time, though, in many ways.

Today the water is a brown color, because the sand was stirred up by the waves. Reflections of clouds too.

So good to work in the kitchen, wash my hands often, and take care every day.

I posted two verses from Psalm 67 at Poems From Psalms And Nature. This phrase to share again here: “thy saving health among all nations.”

Tomorrow is May.

Grateful for snowdrops and the healing beauty of the gardens.

Daily Life These Days

Early morning, and I sit in silence for a time. An old haiku:

cup of coffee
by the water
this day to God

Lake Michigan water levels are at record highs.

Then I cook a healthy breakfast, and stay current with the news. Check my WordPress reader, and always so much art and hope here. I continue to follow the daily instructions from my Care Team. Grateful.

Sanctuary Series, 1985 is an interesting post from Art Discarded 2 “Art that has been tossed by the wayside and rediscovered.” I remember being at an art museum with my family when young. The colors.

I saw a robin in the yard this morning, and perennials grow again.

An email today from Charlotte at Madeleine L’Engle about a short story collection by Madeleine, The Moment of Tenderness, released today. The introduction is by Charlotte Jones Voiklis, who is Madeleine L’Engle’s granddaughter and executor of her estate. Madeleine’s books are good for this time, and always.

Another old haiku:

old photos
on my desk —
bleeding hearts in bloom

Published first in Time Of Singing (1994). Also reprinted with the poems selected for my Poet Profile at The Haiku Foundation. Billie Wilson was editor then and helped me with my page.

Patience, peace, home
Ellen Grace Olinger

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Trees

This morning I looked at our cedar tree and thought of my poems about trees. Some of the weathered trees are images of strength and beauty for me. The hard years show, and then new growth.

weathered trees
strong and beautiful
my time of healing

branches viewed
in the corner windows
beloved old tree

looking at trees
I remember prayers
of friends

We reprinted “looking at trees” in our large print chapbook, Quiet Christmas Poetry.

Some of you may remember that we lost an ash tree. The tree fell during a major storm at the end of summer 2018. We are very grateful for how it fell – no one hurt, not on the house. The hosta plants grew around the tree stump again, and the flowers were especially beautiful last summer. We also put a red begonia planter on the stump.

Photo by Ellen Grace Olinger, 2019

Ash Firewood Done – work and photo by Karl, 2019

By Lake Michigan – photo by Karl, 2019

And then a pumpkin in November 2019 – photo by Karl

Always hope
Creative at home
Ellen Grace Olinger