Category: Memoirs In Poetry

September Poems

Autumn afternoon
the early glow
of streetlights in town

September 25, 2010

late September
and time with old friends
afternoon sun
shines on leaves
turning gold

September 26, 2011

golden sun
on gold leaves
unconditional love

seagulls
down the beach
silver in the sky

September 24, 2012

now the light
falls in a new way
in the house
shadows of leaves
on a page of poetry

September 28, 2013

rain through fog
a few gold leaves
on the birch tree
shine brighter

September 10, 2014

September leaves
in Sunday sun
prayers of love
and peace
for those in need

September 6, 2015

Ellen Grace Olinger

Trumpet Vines and Time

how the
trumpet vines
grew on the wall
of my mother’s home
glorious
like her faith
her unconditional love
when God said
“It’s time…”

August 11, 2010

This poem was published
in Bell’s Letters 135, February 2011.

Ellen Grace Olinger

The Psalms

The Psalms have inspired many poems over the seasons and years.  I read them for strength, hope, love, and the beauty of language.

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reading Psalms
in the sunroom
fragrance of daffodils

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P romises of
S erenity
A nd
L ove
M editations and
S trength

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rereading Psalms
colors of leaves
a deeper gold

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I wonder how many poems
the trees have given to me

as I pray the Psalms
and read poems by poets

written over so much time
that passes too soon

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clouds with some blue
outside my study window
some days God seems so clear
other days I must dwell more deeply
in my reading of the Psalms

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praying the Psalms . . .
other times and places
cross my mind
and I am blessed
by God’s love
and care
once again

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Thy statutes have been my songs
in the house of my pilgrimage.

Psalm 119: 54 (KJV)

Ellen Grace Olinger

August poems

August
old wild roses
bloom again

path to the garage
on the branch bowed down
two new roses

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warm August night
light fading –
already?

Time Of Singing (1996)

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mid-August
blueberries on sale
from Canada now

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late summer garden
and the lake in sun
blessings of friendship

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a small crowd
waits for the doors to open–
the library

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autumn in the air
young people
open doors for me
at the library

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wind sounds
and wildflowers
in Aunt Marie’s pitcher
gifts of late August

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When my spirit
was overwhelmed within me,
then thou knewest my path.

Psalm 142: 3a (KJV)

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Ellen Grace Olinger

Two Poems

to the store
on old beloved roads
light and wind
through fields of corn
birds fly together

(2013)

so many years
since my father
lived on this earth

yet when I was
in town again
this summer

even with so much
change

I thought

he would still
know his way
home

(2016)

Ellen Grace Olinger