Opal Reflections
Perspectives through Prose, Poetry and Photography
Category: Postaday
Uncertainties
“There is no warning rattle at the door.” It blusters open; sudden, threatening gust, Sets hearts off-balance, birdlings unsecured, Alas, the squall uproots, destroys, disrupts. Unwilling gamers both, yet play we must, As choices tear our lives asunder hard, But soul-mates are forever tied, a trust… Continue Reading “Uncertainties”
Fences
We’re taught as tots to build our fences tall, From early days; protection from the world, We learn from watching those we love, appalled the flag of honesty is rare unfurled. We imitate, as guileless children, little girls and boys, who strive to be… Continue Reading “Fences”
Which Came First…
This photo is reminiscent of the age-old conundrum: “Which came first, the chicken or the egg?” This ‘split-second’ was alive, vibrant and noisy with the clucking of the colorful chickens at ‘The Aviary’ (Buttermilk Falls Inn, in Milton, NY), which holds several different… Continue Reading “Which Came First…”
Photo Friday: Movement “High-tailing It”
***** Slicing through the sky, Flight feathers gliding, guiding, O’er thermals, soaring. ***** Postaday:
An Engineer’s Journal: January 2005 – An Interview in The City
January 13, 2005 It was my husband’s birthday. There was something surreal about driving north on the snow-covered NJ Turnpike with my mate of 38 years, en route to Manhattan for a meeting (interview); in the dead of winter, on a Sunday morning! Bob… Continue Reading “An Engineer’s Journal: January 2005 – An Interview in The City”
Tourist Twist
This photograph displays several counter-intuitive twists; from a vision of “La tour Eiffel” in winter, complete with ice skaters, to the miniaturization of the scene into a Christmas Ball. The third twist is that this street-sized, Christmas ornament was sitting, smack-dab, in the middle… Continue Reading “Tourist Twist”
Leader of The Pack
She is “Leader” Clad in royal blue regalia, She (a queen upon her throne), Poised to pounce, should there be need, Guidance, blessings, protection. I am “Intern” Withdrawing far from madding crowd, I (observer watching from below), Poised to practice as I… Continue Reading “Leader of The Pack”
Water (Photo Friday, Haiku Friday)
***** O’er the glist’ning spout, Engulfing, gushing, rushing, Elixir of life. ***** Postaday:
Wisdom of The Tulips (Photo Friday: Early Morning)
Sepals closed, slumb’ring still, Sun hides well o’er fog-drenched fields, Quiet, dampened dawn. ***** An almost mystical morning hush is captured in this photo, taken while strolling the grounds of the Buttermilk Inn a few weeks ago. My normal routine is to rise early… Continue Reading “Wisdom of The Tulips (Photo Friday: Early Morning)”
Floating Dock
Craving these misty mornings, Escaping to night-shattering dawn, Rocking to the gentle undulations, Sloshing soft on un-named lake lagoon, Beating a metronomic pulse: Soul-stirring. Treading barefoot on grainy planks, Leaving sleepy-land behind, Feeling safely tethered, yet free, Floating, yet (the rub) still captive, Vanishing,… Continue Reading “Floating Dock”
Shadows of Time: Photo-Haiku Trilogy
1. Sundial Shadows Endless ages pass, Casting shadows on this face, Marking time of man. *************** 2. Tree Trunk Through the Shadows Through the shadowed arch, Time-weathered, lonely tree-trunk Straggled, scraggled, stands. ********** 3. Shadow Bandit In the shadows, Waiting for a time of warmth,… Continue Reading “Shadows of Time: Photo-Haiku Trilogy”
Skirmish at Sunrise
They come because they must. They gather at waters edge, vying for position. They stand, they watch and wait; their bugle call, the cadence of the breakers. The sun slowly, surely, lifts its face above the horizon. The salty skirmish begins anew. Written for… Continue Reading “Skirmish at Sunrise”
Lighthouse in the Mist, Cape May, NJ
Bandit
Festive View from the Pub, Peddler’s Village – Lahaska, PA.
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