Opal Reflections
Perspectives through Prose, Poetry and Photography
Category: Photography
Hidden Treasure
Today, I share a very special poem; one written for me by my Dad, when I was sick with pneumonia in 1978. As the young, working Mom of two children, aged 7 and 4, being hospitalized for 11 days, meant that my husband bore… Continue Reading “Hidden Treasure”
Priceless
🍪🍪🍪🍦🍦🍦🍪🍪🍪 Precious moments strewn before me Each day they fill my memories Cropping up from nowhere, Like bursting leaves on springtime trees. A tiny hand in mine, A tear to wipe away, A doggie walk around the block, An urgent plea to play. Cookie… Continue Reading “Priceless”
“Va Pensiero”
Tonight, as music fills this hallowed hall And transfixed patrons breathe and sigh as one, I’m moved to tears: this music from the past Performed across the sea from whence it came. The eyes are windows to the soul; (some say) For me, the… Continue Reading ““Va Pensiero””
Welcome Home
Was it a dream? Or perhaps a scene from younger days. Mom and Dad Came to visit last night. Happily we waved them in Scurrying to pull up chairs. For a moment, they were there; We were, as once we were. They were young… Continue Reading “Welcome Home”
Survival
Sunrise nigh.. Soaring above sea foam, Searching for Sustenance. Day by day… Driven by dawn’s drumbeat, Diving for Deliverance.
A Glimpse of Glory
The irony is evident: This vision of perfection passes before our eyes, unnoticed. We think our lives to be the goal. Without our knowing, We suppress our raison d’être: To become. Suddenly we pause, we listen, we see! In ecstacy, we stand transfixed, Yearning… Continue Reading “A Glimpse of Glory”
Hidden Surprise
🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹 Casement canvas before me, a surprise! French garden gathered within marble, stony granite rock. Sunlight streaming in through aged vines, coaxing colorful coleus; and verdant vines reach skyward as if in prayer.
I Remember When
I remember when: telephones were on walls, desktops or in phone booths. ‘Super 8’ was the hi-tech way to capture home movies; and when mini-computers were 10 feet by three by five, and were moved with hand trucks. homes were heated by coal furnaces,… Continue Reading “I Remember When”
What’s for Dinner?
What’s for dinner? Lets plan ahead We can agree, we’ll start with bread. Beef stew with dumplings, that should do, For me, but definitely not for you. Rack of lamb would be sublime But you don’t like, it would all be mine. Center-cut… Continue Reading “What’s for Dinner?”
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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