Opal Reflections
Perspectives through Prose, Poetry and Photography
Clarity
The first time she was lost, an injured bird,
She’d wondered where she’d erred, how this could be,
Accepting blame, she bought in to ‘absurd’
With opened arms, the truth had set them free.He looked into the mirrorwall; saw “he”,
She saw; minds had met, they’d saved the day,
The days becoming years, she let it be,
While (armed with new-found, longer leash) he played.But even in the brilliant Milky Way,
Holes of nothing – black – may lay in wait,
A still, small voice within her cried and prayed,
Until with swanlike grace, she seized her fate.She turned, abrupt, dismissive of his balking,
“She never looked back, she just kept walking.”
This was written specifically for the Speakeasy challenge #162, following these guidelines:
- Your post must be dated May 25, 2013, or later.
- Submissions must be 750 words or fewer.
- Submissions must be fiction or poetry.
- You must include the following sentence as the LAST line in your post:“She never looked back, she just kept walking.”
- You must also include a reference to the media prompt, a video of a magical device that transport the amazed ‘discoverer’ to places of his choosing. A black hole wasn’t in his plans.
17 Comments on “Clarity”
Leave a Reply to BCIJo (aka Joanne Edith) Cancel reply
Lighthouse in the Mist, Cape May, NJ
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Festive View from the Pub, Peddler’s Village – Lahaska, PA.
Home Sweet Home
Opal Reflections 
Often the truth does set us free, whether we fight it or not. Eventually it is all for the best. Like Ted I read through this a few times to really take it in. Beautifully written! ♥
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I’m so glad that you took the time to understand where I was going. I guess a little explanation might have helped but I wanted the post to be able to stand on its own. Thanks so much.
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Stunning! This was not only well written, but absolutely beautiful in its structure in language!
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Thank you. I appreciate your lovely comment.
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Thanks, Ted…and thanks for a great closing line! The entries this week were really clever, and all leading to the closer.
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A complete package… photo and poem and prompt. I had to read this a few times… complex but pretty simple. Nice.
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p.s. beautiful photo and I like how you framed it.
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Lovely poem.
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Thank you. Lots of emotion between the lines.
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So beautifully done, Joanne. I love that she listened to that voice and let herself become the swan. 🙂
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Thanks, Suzanne.
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Such a great description of the process of denial and then having to acknowledge what is happening. I think we have all done this.
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Thanks, Ann. Sometimes you want something to work out so desperately, that you see what you hope to see. Denial gives way to acceptance and hope. Thank you for your insightful comment.
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Excellent! Good for her and great writing for you!
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Thanks. This one was tough. And yes…good for her as she moves forward with dignity. Ted’s last line says it best.
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Beautiful poem – I especially like the 3rd stanza with the ‘still small voice’ leading her to fate.
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Thanks, Janna. Sometimes, listening to that still, small voice within, brings pain (perhaps), and ultimately clarity and peace.
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