all these years

Originally posted on Haiku Prayers - Poetry And Other Art:

How I loved the challenge and beauty of learning the country roads when we moved to a small town years ago.   I didn’t think I had much of a sense of direction.  But with Lake Michigan to the east and a major freeway running north and south, plus my compass, I wasn’t going to get too far lost.  Now so many memories are wrapped up with travels on these roads.  My destinations were the library, grocery stores, and my mother’s home.

wind in fields
of corn and wildflowers
all these years
to find a few words
to tell this true

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The Haiku Foundation is also on Pinterest.  Readers are discovering the free haiku lessons I helped to write, with Jim Kacian and THF resources, there too.

More haiku poets who also teach are adding their work to the Educational Resource Page, sharing ideas etc.  I am mostly retired now, and am so grateful.  Jim Kacian is the editor for this work.


I took the photos yesterday.  Good to learn new skills and practice.

Thank you,
Ellen Grace Olinger

Forsythia Petals and Daffodil

Ellen Grace Olinger:

I am just learning to take photos again. Karl showed me how to transfer them from his camera to a blog post. Blessings, Ellen

Originally posted on Poems From Oostburg, Wisconsin:

The forsythia petals are falling, and they look so pretty on last year’s leaves.  This back garden is wild.

This photo of a daffodil, from the little garden by the back door, is also beautiful.


Photos by Ellen Grace Olinger
May 18, 2015

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Mother’s Day 2004 – tanka from LYNX A Journal for Linking Poets

Originally posted on Haiku Prayers - Poetry And Other Art:


I remembered a tanka sequence I wrote the year my mother was called Home, and that Jane and Werner Reichhold published my poems.  So I found the sequence in their archives to share here.  Blogs help me organize my work!

Mother’s Day 2004
in loving memory of Enola M. Borgh

You gave your life
to Language and us
reading your work
fills the long hours
I freely gave to your care

How you worked to live
and were unafraid to die
remembering how
you basked in the books
I read aloud

the photo of us by
the graves at the
family reunion
“Woman, why
eepest thou?” *

* From John 20: 15 (KJV)

LYNX 2004.

The picture is courtesy of Karen’s Whimsy.

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