Opal Reflections
Perspectives through Prose, Poetry and Photography
Category: Sonnet
Shifting Horizons
From here, we thought we knew where blue sky met the ever stolid earth terrain below, Sun rays break through wisps one can’t forget, Each day unique, and ne’er a hint of snow. From here, each new horizon seemed to show If troubles or… Continue Reading “Shifting Horizons”
Focus
It’s all a blur, a caravan of days and endless nights of faceless frights, When did it begin; when will we phase Into a healing call: emerge to light? Acceptance comes, though focus isn’t right, We turn to note the beauty ‘fore our eyes,… Continue Reading “Focus”
Meditation
This day, this oft-ignored escape, this place The nascent dawn breathes calm and dewy chill, I’m beckoned, enter in this backyard space, By fluttering finches: “Come, enjoin the trill!” Sudden scramble – feeders newly filled, Squirrels resume their tussling, chipmunks fussing Scurry scuffling soon… Continue Reading “Meditation”
Viral Spring
In times gone by, we’d take the family car ‘cross rural backroads, farmlands on display, Expanse of nature’s palette, fields afar from madding crowds that often swarmed our days. These days the world has changed; we shy away from bear hugs, kisses, handshakes, social… Continue Reading “Viral Spring”
The Reawakening
Winter’s veil is ever surely lifting from top-iced, frozen birdbath in my yard, Crackling, melting, straining wavelets shifting, While finches perch like sentries standing guard. Perhaps it’s spring thawed days for which I long, For balmy breezes wafting o’er my face, To wake once… Continue Reading “The Reawakening”
Concert Week
This morning, music’s running through my mind, Unending fragments, strains of melodies that play incessant, just beneath – behind my consciousness, a chorister’s peculiarity. Now full awake, I finally realize, Ahead this week, there lies the rationale, Rehearsals, repetitions, parts revised, For many voices,… Continue Reading “Concert Week”
The Pushover
I hardly notice anymore or check His soft-click pitter-patter, at my side, My challenge: “stay” when leaving for a sec, Seems all for naught, he hears “stay near” instead. Or if perchance I move from couch to bed, He pounces up to snuggle in… Continue Reading “The Pushover”
America
Blooming outward, scrolls ‘tween swirls embed, Simplicity of form each rounded side, In shades of palest blue and pastel red, Each going its own way yet unified. Symbolic of the majesty it hides beneath its vault, the chambers of our state, Tempestuous tempers, diff’rences… Continue Reading “America”
Uncertainty
Around the wide, wide world this afternoon, ‘neath searing sun and darkening shade, a storm, It gathered, silent, ominous, it loomed, So sudden, interrupting mindless norms. We journeyed on, ignoring what could come, No choice but journey on to foreign shores, With backward glancing,… Continue Reading “Uncertainty”
Legacy
I’d watch him early mornings, pre-work hours, Examining his plot aside the fence, He’d smile to see the haze of yellow flowers, That patience soon would bear some evidence. I wondered how the psyche of this man, His fingers slaked and bruised with mason’s… Continue Reading “Legacy”
Peaceful Pause
An afternoon with nought to do but perch amid the verdant lush, on cushioned bench, My doggie and my camera, neath the birch, Watching chipmunks digging out their trench. When in a flash, a wave of black descended Upon the branches far as I… Continue Reading “Peaceful Pause”
Split Personality
ACandy or breath mint; baffled still, For why must one be often so defined? Forsooth, the split identity fulfills the raison d’etre, often, so combined. I ponder this conundrum, as I find a lovely, petaled flower, midst my herbs, Should I snip the shoots before… Continue Reading “Split Personality”
Lighthouse in the Mist, Cape May, NJ
Bandit
Festive View from the Pub, Peddler’s Village – Lahaska, PA.
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