Opal Reflections
Perspectives through Prose, Poetry and Photography
Category: Sonnet
Blurred Lines
Structure straight and perfectly aligning, A thousand stamens reaching for the sun, Each radiation delicate reminding We’re more than just ourselves, we are as one. From far perspective, branches tipped with pompons, Beckon to us: come survey our blooms, ‘Til closer in we scan… Continue Reading “Blurred Lines”
Of Pearls and Scarlet Plumes
Before the golden fire-star breaks through, I stroll in search of glories yet unseen, Then I espy wee orbs of tenuous dew, Formed atop the tips of buds agleam. It may be that crimson color scheme distracts, and causes one to pass on by,… Continue Reading “Of Pearls and Scarlet Plumes”
Memories in the Mist
I know I’ll never see this tree again, So on this fog-swept morning I arise to venture forth, despite the mist of rain and soft, escaping tears that wet my eyes. For decades, summer songs revitalized, And friends, both old and new, were gayly… Continue Reading “Memories in the Mist”
In the beginning…
Of course, I wasn’t there, how could I know Or, really, how could anyone opine on how this world began, Big Bang, or no, But if imagined, is this what I’d find? From out of darkness, nothingness defined For something had to be before… Continue Reading “In the beginning…”
Sunflower
A certain sign of summer’s laid-back ways, Just weeks since they began from dull seed pods, Maturing into stalks of golden blaze, Adorning garden paths and porch facades. Sunflowers, noble blessings from the gods, Perennially loyal to a fault, Inch by inch, defying all… Continue Reading “Sunflower”
Al Fresco Dining
Imagined glimpse of movement I did spy, Yet when I lean my head to catch the view he flits away, I cannot verify that he was there at all, a breeze that blew. But patience is its own reward, it’s true, For not a… Continue Reading “Al Fresco Dining”
Lemonade
Etched and painted on the surface clear, Bright lemons, freshly sliced, for this warm day, Or are they mulled within, where one may peer, No matter, for the senses are in play. Each year as summer overtakes our days, And thirsty young-uns gather for… Continue Reading “Lemonade”
Face in the Window
Peering out, he sees me stride away, He doesn’t cry or whimper, merely stares, wide-eyed and droopy-eared, he bids me stay without a word, he knows that I’m aware. Alas, I scurry off to market square, With tasks and shopping lists (suburban churn), He’ll… Continue Reading “Face in the Window”
Portrait of a Boy
My daughter’s boy is almost tall as I, And swirling thoughts within his tousled head are spinning, myriad mind maps that belie the silent calm facade we see, instead. Snips and snails and caterpillar threads No longer fill the visions he ascribes to, He… Continue Reading “Portrait of a Boy”
Empty Nest
We were warm and nestled in our bed this morning, filled with life and joyous song, Until she left, without a pat on head, Confused that she’d abandoned us, alone. She spread her wings toward the ether zone, She ne’er looked back to heed her fledglings’ cries,… Continue Reading “Empty Nest”
Traditions: Celebrate Heritage
As if entranced, I paused to gazed upon these well-worn ivory keys and ebony, Though under glass, this once-blank slate lives on, For all to see, artistic legacy. I see each famed “John Hancock” on these keys Perhaps the greatest tribute to the man, Star-studded,… Continue Reading “Traditions: Celebrate Heritage”
“LOVE” is in the air…
Out of the blue, emerging message strewn, Where wishes made on stars do oft come true, Across the azure sky, each letter drawn, I could not turn away from what I knew. First “L”, then “O”, (the thermals softly blew), The bus on which… Continue Reading ““LOVE” is in the air…”
Lighthouse in the Mist, Cape May, NJ
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Festive View from the Pub, Peddler’s Village – Lahaska, PA.
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