melted snow
snowdrop flowers spring
from the earth
April Archives 2011
April is National Poetry Month.
A ppreciate
P oetry
R ead and write
I nspire and
L isten!
APRIL is a favorite acrostic over the years.
Ellen Grace Olinger
melted snow
snowdrop flowers spring
from the earth
April Archives 2011
April is National Poetry Month.
A ppreciate
P oetry
R ead and write
I nspire and
L isten!
APRIL is a favorite acrostic over the years.
Ellen Grace Olinger
I completed Bloganuary 2022, posting from my primary blog, POEMS FROM OOSTBURG, WISCONSIN. Thank you to The Team at WordPress.com for the excellent daily prompts in January 2022. Thank you to all who write and create art in many ways.
years go by
leaves fall
time of rest
then rebirth
God’s time
Midwest seasons
decades of life
each familiar
and yet always
new
writing and reading
I don’t see the dust
then seeing
I remember
and know He does not forget
and understands
with Love
Psalm 103: 14 (KJV)
For he knoweth our frame; he remembereth we are dust.
Reprinted from the archives
Poems From Psalms And Nature
Ellen Grace Olinger
home from mailing
poetry notes
monarch butterfly
greets me
at the back door
2010
mid-day sun
in the south window
geese in flight
2011
still life painting
outside my window
autumn quiet
2012
morning rain
rereading familiar
poems of faith
2013
above
the old garage
autumn treetops
2014
Bible on my shelf
a ribbon holds my place
in the Psalms
2017
rain and wind
flower petals
on the wood porch
2019
new picture
on my study wall
calendar for September
2020
Poems by Ellen Grace Olinger
photos of sunflowers
the field on the way home
from my mother’s home
years and years ago
gave me strength
I will love thee, O LORD, my strength.
Psalm 18: 1
My poem is from a new sequence at Poems From Oostburg, Wisconsin:
August days go by.
Another idea is a haiku or two – perhaps writing prompts for a poetry lesson. With a general beginning, writers can add their own images and reflections. I was viewing photos at the WordPress.com free photo library.
photos of sunflowers
field on the way home
from my mother’s home
photos of flowers
gardens and fields
on my way home
Deep calleth unto deep *
filling my heart with hope
greater than my mind
* The first line of my poem is from Psalm 42: 7 (KJV).