Category: Poems Of Remembrance

two poems

we wait and watch
the train go by
in our small town
memories of my
Swedish grandparents

My grandfather worked on the railroad, and I remember my grandmother’s kitchen!

train lights
and late afternoon
grey sky
Autumn begins
tomorrow

Image: wpclipart

Poems are by Ellen Grace Olinger.

Once Upon A Time

once upon a time
my mother and I spent
so much time
in Milwaukee, Wisconsin

I remember her love
of flowers and all the colors
and the Bridal Wreath
bushes in bloom

once upon a time
love grows and endures
my great lesson
and hope

and gifts from
the seasons and yard
every year

The photo is from June 19, 2019, and the poem today.

This is another photo of the hawkweed by Karl today. There is a lot this year. He mows around the flowers while in bloom.

Ellen Grace Olinger

they can return

they can return
in new and different ways
some of the things
thought lost

my mother and I were
closer in her old age
though we always loved
language and books

a past illness led to me
simply sitting with her
for hours as that was
something I could do

conversations
the trust that grows
through decades
of unconditional love

now sometimes
these many years
since her passing
I remember what she said
and the advice still applies

Ellen Grace Olinger

We Will Remember

we will remember this winter

severe cold and blessings
of shelter and warmth

news of friends from other places
and neighbors who died

I remember specific times
the visual memories clear

and the different ways
our lives grew from there

once I was new here

and now whenever
we go somewhere

there are layers
and textures of memories

the present calls me still

Spring arrives as promised
and we shall meet again

Lake Michigan
April 2016
Photo by Karl

Poem by Ellen Grace Olinger

cover art

cover art

more beautiful books
on my desk
than I can read

thoughts of my mother
and our shared love of language

some spaces only God can fill

language and books
and all the conversations
among artists who
may not know
one another

fill my heart too

and Spring today

from my April archives:

beginning
in the area
where we had
to take a tree down
new peony leaves

Peonies: wpclipart

Poems: Ellen Grace Olinger

Saturday Morning

The photo of a poinsettia is from February 2017. I like the light and shadow, as well as the colors.

rain in dark night
refreshes each leaf
today I think of you
no longer with grief

I wrote this poem for my father in June 2012. He lived on earth from 1915 – 1983. Today is his birthday.

In November 2018, I realized my parents had both been born over 100 years ago. I wrote a poem, and will reprint in this post:

TODAY I REALIZED

today I realized
my parents were born
over one hundred
years ago

I picture them younger

Mom in the yard
hanging clothes
on the line

Dad in his workshop
working on a crossword
puzzle

today I realized my parents were born
over one hundred years ago

most of all
I remember them older
when they must have known
at a deep soul level
their days on earth were fewer

each left a legacy

of unconditional love
which continues
in my heart to this day

And I remember this verse:  But he knoweth the way that I take: when he hath tried me, I shall come forth as gold. 
Job 23: 10 (KJV)

Blessings,
Ellen Grace Olinger