Opal Reflections
Perspectives through Prose, Poetry and Photography
Category: Postaday
Curtain Call
We stand alert and waiting, muscles tight, Our eyes burn, focused on the stand like rays of sunlight, magnified and bright As Maestro takes the stage, baton in hand. A thousand hours since I first began rehearsing brilliant music, t’was my choice, A single… Continue Reading “Curtain Call”
Puppy Love (Photo Friday: Blissful)
***** Joyous first meeting, Kindred spirits know their own Forever faithful. ***** Postaday:
Healing Hibernation
November… I know because a gray cloud cloaks my soul, I stand upon the brink of day, though predawn sky’s still dark. I trust a spark of morning’s bursting light will soon burn through, Lifting fog, creating clarity, Slash a way to scrape through buried pain, Acceptance. It will… Continue Reading “Healing Hibernation”
With Pen in Hand…
“Every man is guilty of all the good he didn’t do.” Voltaire As autumn swings into its waning arc, I’m thoughtful, as in days and times of yore, Reminding, with its ‘Technicolor’ parks, Dismissing summer ‘lush’ that came before. The parable for life,… Continue Reading “With Pen in Hand…”
All We Like Sheep…
Gaslights flickered, revealing the raindrop-slicked, uneven cobblestones of the darkening Geneva street. Quickening her pace, an uneasy sense of foreboding seeped over her, like a drop of red wine on a white cloth; wetting, inexorably spreading, slowly penetrating the pristine fabric. The solitary sound… Continue Reading “All We Like Sheep…”
On Brightwood Pond (Photo Friday: Autumn Colors)
***** Robin-egg blue, Mirror still lake reflections, Fallen gold afloat. > ***** Postaday:
Bridget and My Butterfly
When days are fraught with storm clouds looming o’er my life, I’m juggling many balls in air, When piling on and on, I’m on the floor, When hanging on is more than I can bear. I stop and pause, implore a desperate prayer, A… Continue Reading “Bridget and My Butterfly”
Between the Lines
***** She tried to reach them but they turned away, She sought to heal the scars of childish chills, She strained to listen, words they’ll never say to her, and yet she stands there waiting – still. She delved too deeply, saw beyond… Continue Reading “Between the Lines”
Harvesting Honey (Photo Friday: Blur)
***** Focus on your goals, Let all else blur to background, Rewards are honey-sweet. ***** Postaday:
Stripes and Shadows (Photo Friday: Panorama)
***** Stripes and shadows long, languorous, lagoon launch-watch, Mid-day reverie. *****
Inextinguishable
“She couldn’t remember the last time she’d seen the stars,” yet there above the cloudy cover shining still; bright, clear and sparkling, as she’d been (before she’d yielded all to be another). Forever, hands and hearts, began to smother deep-most yearnings, (who might she… Continue Reading “Inextinguishable”
Pastorale (Weekly Photo Challenge: Adventure!)
🌻🌻🌻 It was a sun-soaked, May afternoon, as we sped from Avignon to Paris, and were treated to seemingly, unending views of verdant pastures, whizzing by like freeze frames from the window of our TGV. I suspect, that to many of our fellow travelers, the expansive… Continue Reading “Pastorale (Weekly Photo Challenge: Adventure!)”
Lighthouse in the Mist, Cape May, NJ
Bandit
Festive View from the Pub, Peddler’s Village – Lahaska, PA.
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