Tag: Healing

New Poems – May 2019

I published these poems as I wrote them on my blog, Poems From Oostburg, Wisconsin. Today they are here, in one post, in honor of Mother’s Day. When I helped with her care, for many years a long time ago, my mother often asked if I was writing. Then I was not able to write, as often, for many reasons. Now my heart is overflowing.

My study of haiku influences my poetry in general. And my goal is to offer hope. There is a lot of rest around my posts, and the new WordPress editor makes it easy for me to create posts like this small collection today.

Hope you enjoy the poems, and perhaps one or two especially. And when you are unable to create, the work is still growing, as I have learned. Health must be the first priority. Thank you.

grey stillness

evergreen branches
are a painting
and I can see
the shape
of each branch

Easter lily
continues to bloom
and fragrance
blesses the room

May 2, 2019

morning clouds
and here and there
enough light for the lily

May 3, 2019

Spring grows
afternoon shadows
on a green lawn

May 4, 2019

after a warm day
and worth the wait
forsythia

May 6, 2019

evergreen branches
dance in the wind

light on forsythia
by the old garage

daffodils and tulips
bloom in Sheboygan

and some here too
Wisconsin Spring

May 7, 2019

AGE AND PLACE

where one person may see
an empty building
I see the store that
was there before and
where I shopped
for my mother

the road may look grey
with rain today yet
I remember this road
on all kinds of days
over many years
and seasons

bookstores may have closed
yet shelves of books
to look at and perhaps buy
exist in different places
thrift stores and other stores
library discards too

one step at a time
a new life can grow
and sometimes later
we may realize that
we are more at home
than ever before

May 9, 2019

reading poetry
some blue sky among clouds
and forsythia

May 10, 2019

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
though decades
of unconditional love

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

May 11, 2019

Ellen Grace Olinger – Spring 2019

Poem by Charles A. Waugaman

‘GOOD’ AS IN FRIDAY

He fashioned from their cross
a throne.
He made of death a door.
He robed his nakedness
in love,
And needed nothing more.

For though they wrapped his
broken flesh
in linen crisp and white,
He left sin’s costly fabric
soiled
And cloaked himself in light

That shines the centuries
undimmed
to pierce earth’s dark despair,
By spilling scarlet car-
peting
Up Heaven’s radiant stair.

By Charles A. Waugaman
The Word Incarnate
Elin Grace Publishing, 2003
All Rights Reserved

National Doctors’ Day – March 30: My Grateful Reflections

We learned about National Doctors’ Day from Aurora Health Care Foundation, which we support. I am grateful for my nurse practitioner and doctors. For everyone who helps me – the entire staffs where I receive kind and excellent care.

When I was in the hospital last summer, I experienced grace and peace. I said thank you to all who helped me. I thought, “Where did I learn how to do this?” And I thought of my overnights in a Milwaukee hospital with my mother, and her care in general. She taught me. And my heart was full, because I pray the Psalms. I was not able to read then, for a time. Some of the authors I read a lot are Jan Karon, Luci Shaw, Barbara Crooker, many memoirs over time. Our blogs. Poetry journals.

So good to do our work as we can, read, view art – our gifts and their expressions vary. Everyone has a gift.

And when I cannot write, I review my blog archives. I’ve started a few lists of poems for large print chapbooks. These will be gifts for my caregivers and fellow patients. Anyone who needs a simple book in a time of need – or simply a busy day.

I am on a new journey, with Karl’s faithful help too. Better now. Work to do. Appointments on the calendar, and grateful for care. I can no longer be a caregiver, in terms of the physical work. Follow-up care is very important.

My parents passed away years ago – Dad in March 1983, and Mom in January 2004. It is a profound Mystery that I continue to feel their unconditional love. Love is eternal. My parents modeled what I call Big Picture Faith. We shall meet again. And I hope for a very long life, as they would wish for me, and I work towards this goal every day. I call this, Daily Dedication and Small Steps.

I am just beginning as an artist. With great-gratitude.

Emotionally and spiritually, I continue with the Psalms and Nature – the theme of this blog. I am watching Spring! And still need my winter coat by Lake Michigan in Wisconsin. That’s OK.

But he knoweth the way that I take:
when he hath tried me,
I shall come forth as gold.

Job 23: 10 (KJV)

Wait on the Lord:
be of good courage,
and he shall strengthen thine heart:
wait, I say, on the Lord.


Psalm 27: 14 (KJV)

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Ellen Grace Olinger

The Vine

I am the vine, ye are the branches:
He that abideth in me, and I in him,
the same bringeth forth much fruit:
for without me ye can do nothing.

John 15: 5 (KJV)

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“they that wait”

“…they that wait upon the LORD
shall renew their strength;
they shall mount up with wings as eagles;
they shall run and not be weary;
they shall walk, and not faint.”

Isaiah 40: 31 (KJV)

I took this photo yesterday, and posted at Poems From Oostburg, Wisconsin. This is my first photo in awhile. We bought the flowers at a store, and the light was so beautiful.

Ellen Grace Olinger

books and music

books and music
from over the years
live on these shelves

even if I don’t
reread or listen again

somehow their
healing influence
is in these words

older now
and when I shop
and when those who
help me are so kind
I am truly blessed

Poems from my archives

Through Pandora, I have been introduced to new music. Some of the artists are Helen Jane Long, Brian Crain, and Karen Marie Garrett. I bought a few CDs from Amazon. I like seeing the designs of the CDs, reading the notes, and being able to listen to a whole work by one artist.

And I am so grateful for kindness – here with our blogs, in our town, and other places. Thank you!

Ellen Grace Olinger

The Snow Falls

the snow falls
and the sun rises

I see the sun reflected
in a neighbor’s window

the snow falls
on everything

evergreen branches
picnic tables, rocks, grass

planters left untouched
for just this reason

the snow falls
on everything

also the graves
the fields that were
parched

this gentle healing
snowfall

Published first at Poems From Oostburg, Wisconsin
December 2012

“primrose in snow”
courtesy of wpclipart

Ellen Grace Olinger