Opal Reflections
Perspectives through Prose, Poetry and Photography
Tag: NaPoWriMo
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”
Vocal Gold
🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶 A singable tune, with words profound Inspired by the Hebrew slaves A fitting tribute locked in time A treasure for the ages, saved. It’s become the anthem for the masses; Downtrodden, yearning to breathe free. He chose Nabucco to set forth Va Pensiero,… Continue Reading “Vocal Gold”
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.
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”
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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