Sky modestly stoops
screened behind a veil of mist
gives Earth a soft kiss
pastel painted sky
the soft crunch of passing feet
a nip in the air
winter trees ablaze
branches stark on flaming sky
one of nature’s tricks
the things I will miss
the silence of roads and skies
the songs of nature
Musings from an insignificant writer
more that just a path
A Journal of Poetic Observations
Pictures and Poetry, Picture Poetry
My Journey on the Lonely Road to Deaf Acceptance
Ellen Grace Olinger
Just words and more words, as they come of their own accord.
Rivers and Rural Communities : ँ : at the Heart of Travel
A Greek Matinee: my manuscript. . . Tattlings, Scribblings, Brain Expanding, Bits & Bobs as Summer rolls on
My Eccentric Friend 