Opal Reflections
Perspectives through Prose, Poetry and Photography
Category: Well-struck Notes
This category is intended to highlight posts that have struck a sonorous note for me or my readers, or which, either through the living of them or the retelling of them, occupy a particularly special place in my heart.
Suspended in Space
Thrust into thin air, Releasing the trapeze that has been my life, Up to now. Buoyed only by the air beneath me, Hoping that another will come in time; Suspended in the void, I reflect. With the wisdom of hindsight Seeing all that has… Continue Reading “Suspended in Space”
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””
Haiku Friday: Serenity at Dawn
🌷🌷🌷🌷🌷 Birdsong creeps upon me, as starry moon sky sinks low beneath the dawn. 🌷🌷🌷🌷🌷 I am always inspired and most peaceful just before dawn, when it seems that bird song is moving in slowly, following the departure of the night. In reality the… Continue Reading “Haiku Friday: Serenity at Dawn”
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.
Second Chances
We’d been lost for years, Searching for a sign that things might change. At each juncture, We chose our path together Trusting that our charge into the new century, Would alter The trajectory of our lives. ************************************************************************** This was written in response to Trifextra… Continue Reading “Second Chances”
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”
Buddies
This photo was taken one languorous, dewy morning at the Polynesian Village, WDW. DMan ( #2 grandson) considers this to be his own private beach…sitting lagoon side, watching morning birds and talking about everything and nothing, the teachable moments are plenteous and precious.
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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