Opal Reflections
Perspectives through Prose, Poetry and Photography
Category: Photography
Cabin Fever
Poetic musings inspired by this photograph that I took, while eating breakfast at the kitchen table; ‘breaking’ my cabin fever and giving me a new appreciation for survival in a wintry world. Besides, I know that Spring is just around the corner.
Welcome
This morning, I submitted this photo to the National Geographic Assignment: Street Scene. I took this photo with my iPhone (through a grimy windshield) earlier this month; as shoppers swamped a local grocery store, to stock up for a predicted blizzard. The day was… Continue Reading “Welcome”
Agnostic Iguana
It rises from the marsh to search for food, Gnawing while enroute on leaves and wood, Undaunted by the steepness of his feat, And focused on the fruit bits near my feet … Continue Reading “Agnostic Iguana”
A Gathering of Gray
Reflections on watching the gathering, gray storm clouds, as boats in the harbor begin to rock and sway.
Raptor Rapture
This morn, I spied a rapturous, red-tailed hawk, She spied me back, inviting me to gawk, Instinctive, sensing I was party to her play, Of stalking stealth, and seizing rodent prey. As fresh-fall snow lay soft and fluffy white, Full-cloaked the yard, clear backdrop for… Continue Reading “Raptor Rapture”
Double-knitted Symmetry
Tip-tapping bamboo sticks repeat motif, Defining complex interweaves of threads Knit red, two white, then three, again repeat In hope it soon will warmly top her bed. A double-knitted pattern turns my head, Though twice the time and focus it demands, For working two… Continue Reading “Double-knitted Symmetry”
Whispers in Time
Wafting, breezes brush across my sun-drenched face, Tresses tossed by humid,salty air, In awe, breath shallow, helpless in my orbit, I watch, as watery depths seem to swallow whole His brilliant light, and cast these glistening golden sands to inky darkness; distant shores replay, and… Continue Reading “Whispers in Time”
Many Moons Ago
‘Twas years ago (or was just a day), We’re racing ‘down the shore’ to rescue her, from demons overtaking weakened state, We spread our supplications, pray they’re heard. Her road had been rocky and absurd, Since Dad was taken to eternal rest, In downward… Continue Reading “Many Moons Ago”
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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