Tag: Journal Poems

Journal Poem: Grateful Today

plants and flowers
through the seasons

how welcome the snowdrops
in Spring – daffodils, tulips
and primroses

Summer in our yard
offers daylilies, hosta, goldenrod
hummingbirds, butterflies, and bees

chrysanthemums, coneflowers,
and asters – how wonderful
to grow so well when so much
is past for the year

Just some thoughts today, that I hope to write about again. We bought chrysanthemums at Walmart in Sheboygan, Wisconsin. And saw coneflowers and asters too. Grateful today.

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I Remember

I remember
when I was young

and first began
to watch plants
and flowers grow

and then placed
one rose from
a garden of our own

in a glass of water
on a table
by a comfortable chair

and sat there
most likely with
books and notebooks

a flower from the yard

Ellen Grace Olinger

Journal Poem – May 20, 2019

Poems From Oostburg, Wisconsin

Images are courtesy of wpclipart.

More Vintage Images

Free Bird Drawing is courtesy of Reusable Art.

I enjoy the vintage art. This Spring, I decided to postpone work on another book. I am writing my journal poems – as the days and seasons are given. My blogs are a creative home for me now. Thank you.

chair in sun
by lilacs, ferns,
forget-me-nots –
view from my desk
this morning

These two pictures are from the Flower Images Category at Reusable Art.

Poem, Photo, and Creative Note

hosta plants grow
around the ash tree stump
an abundance of health
and new green

as if to say
we knew you would not
last the storm
we are here

there is new beauty now
new hope and a new time

I wrote the poem last week, and took the photo yesterday. They were published first in posts at Poems From Oostburg, Wisconsin. I call these poems journal poems. They flow from my heart, and I write them directly in posts. Often though, an image or personal reflection is with me for a long time, before I write. When I can write easily, it is because I am living with the images, and blessed by God’s grace in many ways. And as I pray the Psalms and read in general, my own writing grows. Rest is necessary too.

Ellen Grace Olinger