Opal Reflections
Perspectives through Prose, Poetry and Photography
Category: Velvet Verbosity 100-word Challenge
My Father’s Garden
It was the antithesis of his back-breaking days and skin-cracked nights. After a workday of job-site floors and walls, back-splashes and hearths – unique patterns, lovingly placed, grouted, washed and polished; he’d grab a beer and head out back. Raising a plucked “Better Boy”… Continue Reading “My Father’s Garden”
Special Collection
The first time, buds abloom romantics thrilled, The first time, bending, sniffing budding rose, The first time, whippoorwills their dusk-song trilled, The first time, promising return, we posed. The last time, snowfall blocking sliders closed, The last time, snuggling closely, sipping swill, The… Continue Reading “Special Collection”
The Road to St. Remy de Provence
Roadside trees protect the farmer’s plows They stand for miles, like well placed fence posts, true, Aligned, an arboreal arch of bending boughs That beckon me to venture: “Bienvenue.” Provence’s countryside in colors true with fragrant lavender, sunflowers gold, Painting flashing vistas, reds and… Continue Reading “The Road to St. Remy de Provence”
Out-takes
As I lean back to peer into the grueling, I see (what others may have seen) too late: “Two young hares, rump to rump, like dueling pistols crouched by the gate,” we wait. We chose this path, this charted course our fate, Now a… Continue Reading “Out-takes”
The Secret Cave
“Keep your fingers out of there!” “But it’s awesome” ‘ silently wishing he could crawl inside to explore the sea-cave. “Scary creatures may be lurking – creatures you won’t able to spy with your little eye.” He waited until she had trudged ahead along the… Continue Reading “The Secret Cave”
Blight or Blessing?
I watch in sadness Helpless, impotent. Unable to shield My shade givers From incessant infestation. None spared; Branch by branch, Tree by tree, They all fall victim To infection. None spared, save one: Radiant, red apple tree Standing strong in southeast corner; Her green… Continue Reading “Blight or Blessing?”
Listening by Heart
I happily and confidently reestablish my strategic position, as I have hundreds of times. From this special perch, we are again committed co-conspirators, defending the highly treasured (if sea-slogged) Crabby Patty secret. We are best friends and buddies. He listens to me. He hears… Continue Reading “Listening by Heart”
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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