Opal Reflections
Perspectives through Prose, Poetry and Photography
Category: Travel Photos
A Musician’s Notebook: Making a Rainbow
This is a beautiful and special place. Each summer, a prep school campus of rolling, green hills, clear mountain air, and rippling streams, nestled at the foot of Mt. Everett in Sheffield Massachusetts, becomes a backdrop to artistic achievement and expression. Although I’ve been participating… Continue Reading “A Musician’s Notebook: Making a Rainbow”
Shifting Shades of Gray (Photo Friday: Black and White)
***** ***** Clear choice: Black or White, Save for some who toss; lost ‘tween Shifting shades of gray. ***** *****
Dandelion Dreams
‘A life well-lived’ she ponders: “What’s the meaning?” As days and seasons waterfall, cascade, And misdeeds from an ancient past remind, Becoming shard-like, sharp, (though memory fades). It seems so long ago, when they were younger, When blinded eyes ignored the rose-tint shade, As… Continue Reading “Dandelion Dreams”
Morning has broken!
Stillness settles in upon my soul Each dewy dawn before the world awakes, From distant towns and leas I hear the wave of waking birdsong welcoming the sun, Washing near as night skies fade away, The nightingale departs, his nocturne ends. Morning!
“Sunshine in my eyes can make me cry”
*** As I peruse my vacation photos from last year I pause at this one, the personification of this week’s Photo Friday theme: SUNLIGHT. Anticipation, mixed with a healthy dose of nostalgia, overwhelms me, as I know our first-floor, lagoon-view, room has been forever… Continue Reading ““Sunshine in my eyes can make me cry””
The Winding Path
“When did you know you were lost?” he asked (so wise), Since he’d been there and back, a long time yore he’d gone too far astray, his sad demise lay fossil-like: a starfish washed ashore. His journey was circuitous, yet sure of his intent, he… Continue Reading “The Winding Path”
Green Dream-scapes
The Lushness of the Polynesian Resort exemplifies the theme “Green”, despite the fact that this scene is gone forever, replaced by new Vacation Club Villas.
Clouds at my Feet (Photo Friday: Sky)
***** Above the ether, Ultraviolet, blue, aquamarine, Billowed, pillow fluffs ***** Postaday:
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”
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”
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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