Creative Writing and Blogs – 2

Over time – and this can be years – a poem from a blog can reach many readers in new and different ways. Here is an example.

looking at trees
I remember prayers
of friends

My haiku was first published at Poems From Psalms And Nature on May 16, 2012.

Quiet Christmas Poetry, 2014
Ellen Grace Olinger
Elin Grace Publishing
Oostburg, WI

The Helping Hand Haiku Anthology (Including Senryu, Tanka, and Haiga), 2020
Edited by Robert Epstein
Middle Island Press
West Union, WV

Thank you,
Ellen Grace Olinger

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Creative Writing and Blogs

One of the reasons I enjoy blogs is that they are both flexible and organized. I can Search and see how I have expressed ideas in different ways.

years go by and gift of a new Spring

April 21, 2015

years go by
leaves fall
time of rest
then rebirth
God’s time
not mine

November 11, 2012

years go by . . .
grateful for the
gift of a new Spring

March 7, 2021

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Small Study Poems

I have a small study on the second floor, with a desk by the window, file cabinets, a comfortable chair, and a bookcase from my father. This room now includes many chapters of life and art projects.

Each morning, I wonder what poem I will see. Beauty and wonder every day, through the seasons.

Here are some recent examples.

quiet Monday
branches as still
as the icicles

study window
January trees seen
through icicles

I also listen to music.

listening to music
I know well
my life comes back to me

And watch a plant grow over time, with good care.

new green leaves
begin to grow on the plant
we bought this year


the plant lives on my desk
light from two windows

and I move the plant
here and there


to grow in the light

Work in the kitchen is another source of inspiration, and my view of the yard from the first floor. I will create another post with some of those poems. Our yard is mostly perennials – snowdrops, daffodils, daylilies, hosta, and goldenrod.

Sometimes we write, and then over time, we see themes and small collections of poems.

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