Opal Reflections
Perspectives through Prose, Poetry and Photography
Category: Creative Writing
Prose and Poetry
Silent Sins
“Don’t blame the sinner.” Her words still simmer ‘neath the surface of my soul As if by nodding so her sin would be undone, Could be blotted out with brushes broad and white. She bears no shame, her hedon’s halo glows, As if the… Continue Reading “Silent Sins”
Zero to Hero: Day 1
Today, I embark on a 30-day journey to become a better blogger. Today’s assignment: write and publish a “who I am and why I’m here” post. I began blogging in June 2012, a few months after having retired from the corporate world. Because of my… Continue Reading “Zero to Hero: Day 1”
LANDSCAPE 2014: Then and Now… (Photo Friday, Haiku Friday)
Independence born His humble leadership firm His home, our nation.
Unbalanced
Balanced scales shift, day by day They give and take, they tilt each way, ‘Til Yin and Yang in disarray, Scales un-evened, to my dismay, Unbalanced, savage swing and sway, He’s gone away. ******** Written in response to Trifecta Challenge: “This week we’re asking… Continue Reading “Unbalanced”
Twilight (Photo Friday / Haiku Friday)
Twilight soon descends, Glistning ‘cicles cease their melt, Silver-shard suspense!
An Engineer’s Journal (October 1963): Chemistry 101
October, 1963 She missed the bus. Building up a ‘psychological head-of-steam’, she envisioned her ‘grand entrance’ into Professor C’s Chemistry class. His rants were the stuff of urban legend. To make matters worse, the lecture hall was an intimidating venue, with tiered seating that… Continue Reading “An Engineer’s Journal (October 1963): Chemistry 101”
Just Yesterday (Speakeasy #147)
“There was a time when things were different.” Many things were different, Everything was different. Was it a dream or was it Just yesterday? Just yesterday, The weathered, well-pruned arborvitae lay prone ‘neath the blizzardly burden of winter’s shawl, Only (soon) to spring… Continue Reading “Just Yesterday (Speakeasy #147)”
An Engineer’s Journal (September 29, 1963): Sunday Night Bowling
Crouching over textbooks at Hayne’s Lanes, ignoring the din. Engineering? Really? Jill rolls a spare; our team cheers her on. I complete my Thermo assignment, hoping that someday, I will see my ROI. http://www.flickr.com/photos/thomasleuthard/ This was written for Trifextra, and is part of “the… Continue Reading “An Engineer’s Journal (September 29, 1963): Sunday Night Bowling”
Fade to Black (Speakeasy #146)
While days and nights of eons fade to black, The same, sad swallow-song pervades my soul “I sat there and waited, but he never came back.” Sitcoms’ sputter; and laugh tracks’ bellow-brash, Can’t smother smooth the sulfur stench of coal, While days and nights… Continue Reading “Fade to Black (Speakeasy #146)”
Mask of Silence (Speakeasy #145)
“I have spent years chasing the tail of my darkness.” I stay to know the man who I may, someday, be, As if by writing in his book, I pen my destiny. I have spent years standing by his side (or just behind), But… Continue Reading “Mask of Silence (Speakeasy #145)”
An Engineer’s Journal: Orientation Day, 1963
Journal Entry: September 18, 1963 Today’s assembly was nerve-racking. I got through the bookstore successfully, managing to get every book on the list, the K&E slide rule, drafting instruments and seven college-lined notebooks. My biggest problem (or so I thought walking over to the… Continue Reading “An Engineer’s Journal: Orientation Day, 1963”
The Secret Cave
“Keep your fingers out of there!” “But it’s awesome” ‘ silently wishing he could crawl inside to explore the sea-cave. “Scary creatures may be lurking – creatures you won’t able to spy with your little eye.” He waited until she had trudged ahead along the… Continue Reading “The Secret Cave”
Lighthouse in the Mist, Cape May, NJ
Bandit
Festive View from the Pub, Peddler’s Village – Lahaska, PA.
Home Sweet Home
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