hosta and daylilies

Poems From Oostburg, Wisconsin

hosta and daylilies
goldenrod grows too
I sit in silence
and think about
what needs
to be done now
and what can wait
until Autumn and Winter

Years ago, an older friend said, “You learn to save some things for Winter.”

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revision

another idea for a post

or poem

a different window
for a new plant

changes in daily life
to support health

revision as life grows

by Ellen Grace Olinger

This is the day which the LORD hath made;
we will rejoice and be glad in it.

Psalm 118: 24 (KJV)

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Psalm 9

I will be glad and rejoice in thee:
I will sing praise to thy name, O thou most High.

The LORD also will be a refuge for the oppressed,
a refuge in times of trouble.

Psalm 9: 2, 9

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Poems

fragrance of leaves
in the gardens
what good friends
we became
as we grew older

Time Of Singing, A Journal Of Christian Poetry. Fall 2019. Lora Homan Zill is the Editor.

They Gave Us Life: Celebrating Mothers, Fathers & Others in Haiku. Edited by Robert Epstein. Middle Island Press, 2017.

cooler weather and strong winds
all the leaves falling and we see the shapes of trees
light streams into the house as the sun moves south
red geraniums still bloom
October turns to face November

Poems From Oostburg, Wisconsin
October 2011

reading
in a sunny corner
of the house
I could be
any age

WestWard Quarterly, The Magazine of Family Reading. Winter 2016. Shirley Anne Leonard is the Editor.

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Poems are by Ellen Grace Olinger.

New Poems

From recent posts at Poems From Oostburg, Wisconsin, which we began in December 2009. The Delicate Vignettes are courtesy of Reusable Art.

raindrops
on hosta plants

so beautiful
with and without
flowers

their leaves
in the sun

quiet grey morning
all the books
I hope to read

quiet grey morning
a page or two
and the restful view

rain and wind
flower petals
on the wood porch

local corn
and soybean fields
turning gold
wildflowers
in the yard
and along the roads
September

Poems are by Ellen Grace Olinger.