Opal Reflections
Perspectives through Prose, Poetry and Photography
Category: Poetry
Writing, Photography, Culinary, Crafting
Spring Sightings
Reflections glimmer, Shimmering on thawing stream, Winter fades to spring. Photo Friday: #reflection
Made for Each Other
Each year as Christmas time swoops swiftly in, With hectic shopping sprees at malls and such, Unlike my friends, I spare myself chagrin, And opt instead to add a personal touch. I raid my stash (I never have too much), To find the perfect… Continue Reading “Made for Each Other”
Who Am I?
Mid jokes and jibes of thriving in the dark, Beneath peat moss and soggy, brown terrain, I rise near unperceived, yet here I be, Surviving rapid spinners, I remain. I’m often thought a nuisance causing dire consequences, if ingested by mistake, But you should know… Continue Reading “Who Am I?”
Reflections
Sunlight streaming in remained unseen, Because my eyes were blinded by the light, Then wakened senses opened to the gleam. Day after day, I wandered past the scene, Oblivious to simple gifts in sight, Sunlight streaming in remained unseen. In search of inner peace… Continue Reading “Reflections”
Split Decision
Balmy afternoon spawns thoughts of Spring, (though groundhog claims a few more wintry weeks) But during full-moon sleep, the world turned white, Erasing leaves of grass and leafy trees. My puppy licked his sno-cone from the sill, Carved prints betrayed my deer-hooved migrant guests,… Continue Reading “Split Decision”
Motion
The windmill at Peddlar’s Village stands tall and silent, against the dramatic, wispy-clouded sky of Bucks County.
Listening to Silence
Upon this clear and glassy, deep, blue water, Gliding effortless, across the spanse, Spied by only towering mountain spires, Gazing down upon my silent dance. No piercing sound, no ticking time, no meter, Save the sturdy oar-sluice thru the deep, Keeping steady, though unhurried,… Continue Reading “Listening to Silence”
Of Two Chairs
Of morning tea beside the trickling. Â fountain, Attending to the nesting birds of spring; Of sandwiches and chips for May-time lunch, The welcomed mid-day respite that it brings; Of languid, lazed “martini eves” of summer, Playing fetch, with puppy toys a-fling; Our coupled Adirondacks… Continue Reading “Of Two Chairs”
Maple Resilience
Oh regal, beauteous maple, long you’ve stood, Bowing o’er my porch, through sun and storm, You share your shade until, in Fall, your leaves announce (in whispers) hints of coming frost. Your beauty tells a tale – but that’s not all, Your purpose spreads… Continue Reading “Maple Resilience”
From Both Sides Now
She sang: “I look at clouds from both sides now” I’ve pondered often on these puzzling words, Yet ringing true today, with furrowed brow, I wonder how to heal my crippled bird. She’s lived each day by loving, not by sword, Yet life has… Continue Reading “From Both Sides Now”
Weightless
Weightlessly, it wafted towards the earth, No rush or brush of time compelled its fall within my field of vision, yet spread mirth and wonder on the meaning of it all. Mere moments just preceding, it’d soared tall, A single quill, amid a thousand… Continue Reading “Weightless”
Atone Poem
I’m mad at me, I let him down, I promised to wait up, I tried to stay awake but (groan) Alas, I fell asleep! I even took a bath to while away the evening hours, It did the trick, just like a child, Alas… Continue Reading “Atone Poem”
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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