Category: Holidays

Acrostic Poem for ADVENT

A  doration and
D  evotion
V  ision of
E  ternity
N  ow in
T  ime

ADVENT

From Quiet Christmas Poetry – a blog became a book (2014). You can read all the poems online.

Our large print chapbook can be ordered from Time of Singing poetry journal.

Readers have enjoyed my acrostic poem for ADVENT over the years. Here are past posts, with different post designs.

December 1, 2019 – with picture of the book cover, and the winter Lake Michigan beach photo by Karl, that became the cover art.

December 2, 2018 – no picture, a simple post with the poem and book credit.

December 8, 2017 – the poem and a few photos from 2017.

November 29, 2015 – poem and photo of our poinsettia in 2015.

November 29, 2011 – poem and photos by Karl (post was updated in 2014).

November 1, 2012 – poem with Christmas painting (post was updated in 2013).

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Ellen Grace Olinger

Poem

November Wisconsin countryside
Bare trees elegant against the sky
Colors in the landscape muted now
October’s glory is gone
And love grows eternally

SMILE
(Fall/Winter 2008 – 09)

SMILE, a large print poetry journal, was edited and published by Joyce M. Johnson for many years.

Poem by Ellen Grace Olinger

Images are from AntiqueClipart.com.

my large print Bible

my large print Bible
rests on the Thanksgiving tray
the bread of life

John 6: 35 (KJV):  And Jesus said unto them, I am the bread of life:  he that cometh to me shall never hunger: and he that believeth on me shall never thirst.

Time Of Singing, A Journal Of Christian Poetry
Volume 43 “Intermezzo”
Fall 2016

Ellen Grace Olinger

Thanksgiving Poem by Charles A. Waugaman

Thanksgiving Complete

Father, I wish to praise You for the whole
of life. Besides these blessings obvious
and bright with benediction for the soul;
beyond intangibles that comfort us
when doubters cower under circumstance
and faithless people cast all hope on wealth;
even before the graces that advance
our comfort, pleasure, family and health,
I would give thanks for pain, displeasure, fear,
reversals that avoid the cul-de-sac
of pride, anxieties, and every tear
that draws me near through prejudice or lack
to Your forgiveness. Surely all is good
that leads me into doing what I should.

Charles A. Waugaman (1932 – 2010)

WITHIN The Circle Of Seasons
Poems by Charles A. Waugaman
Elin Grace Publishing
ISBN 0-9729848-1-X
2003, Author Copyright
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