Category: Memoirs In Poetry

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

Ellen Grace Olinger

Stuart J. Mentink Memorial Park
Oostburg, Wisconsin
August 21, 2019
Photos by Karl

names and addresses

names and addresses
for dear friends
no longer on earth
old address book

not yet written
in the overflowing book
cards and envelopes
with last known
addresses

still wanting to remember
what may no longer
be current – places I was
people I knew

Time of Singing A Journal of Christian Poetry
Volume 45  Number 1
Spring 2018

Ellen Grace Olinger

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.

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

Ellen Grace Olinger

And So My Soul

I wrote this poem in 1981.  It was first published by Time Of Singing in 1991.

AND SO MY SOUL

And so my soul
Spills over
Into print again
As the sun spills
Over flowers
And the neighborhood
Sleeps

Endurance is eloquent
And marigolds are
Admirable because
They bloom
So long

Oh, my heart
Is tender
Yet God keeps it
Strong
And so my soul
Spills over
Into print again

Ellen Grace Olinger

haiku and acrostic

sunrise window
coleus plant on a table
in bright light

S  eason of
U  plifting
M  usings and
M  emories
E  ternally
R  eal

SUMMER

Ellen Grace Olinger

blogs help me see art

blogs help me see art
today I spilled some coffee
on the counter
as first I thought
I was clumsy
and then I saw
a painting
in the pattern

It amazes me how posts by more people than I could name here – I would not want to fail to mention someone – teach me to see art everywhere. For now, words are my art, yet who knows what the future may hold? I notice how artists sometimes change forms as one gift rests, or as they grow older.

Thank you
Ellen Grace Olinger

watercolor words

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

I watch the light
every day

June’s beautiful
days grew longer
as Spring became
Summer

hosta plants grow
and soon the flowers
will bring hummingbirds

then the wonderful
change to August
and many days
until then

and the light changes
all the time and I often
know by how the light falls
the time, month, season

Hummingbird drawings are courtesy of Reusable Art.

Journal Poem
July 14, 2019
Ellen Grace Olinger