Opal Reflections
Perspectives through Prose, Poetry and Photography
Category: Ode
Ode to Bandit
He wakens with the birds and begs me to join, Exuberant, racing down the stairs to grass, Midst scatter’ing squirrels and pre-dawn cooing doves, His happiness unbridled, life’s a gas. Reluctant, I begin with aches and moans, His spirit wins me over every time,…
Ode to Winged Flight
Ode to Winged Flight So not to miss the miracle outside my door, From darkness into morning light I dive to catch a glimpse of broad-winged avians, I strive. They’re graceful as they synchronize o’er shore, Arising up as seaside waters shimmer, To soar…
Bandit
Partial to “Red Heads”
