Opal Reflections
Perspectives through Prose, Poetry and Photography
Tag: Seasons
The Bench
There doesn’t seem to be a glimmer, No sun to be seen. It’s hidden high, Hiding Nigh beyond the gathering ominous overcast . My lonely dockside bench Side-casts a looming shadow upon the slaking slats, As if waiting, On guard against the choppy, darkening… Continue Reading “The Bench”
Split Decision
Balmy afternoon spawns thoughts of Spring, (though groundhog claims a few more wintry weeks) But during full-moon sleep, the world turned white, Erasing leaves of grass and leafy trees. My puppy licked his sno-cone from the sill, Carved prints betrayed my deer-hooved migrant guests,… Continue Reading “Split Decision”
Of Two Chairs
Of morning tea beside the trickling. fountain, Attending to the nesting birds of spring; Of sandwiches and chips for May-time lunch, The welcomed mid-day respite that it brings; Of languid, lazed “martini eves” of summer, Playing fetch, with puppy toys a-fling; Our coupled Adirondacks… Continue Reading “Of Two Chairs”
Summer Solstice
Chameleons under foot race in-between umbrellas, raised to shield from blinding light, Each detail planned ahead, a perfect scene, Nothing left to chance, all viewpoints right. My misty morns at ‘Poly’ fill my nights with dreamy visions, moments set in time, ’til hazy, crazy… Continue Reading “Summer Solstice”
Adieu
The woods soft beckon on these last few days of Autumn, on the wane as chill sets in, Umbrella canopy is gone, it could not stay, We face our hopeless yearnings from within. The brook once was a rivulet, a stream that overflowed (in spring) its… Continue Reading “Adieu”
Special Collection
The first time, buds abloom romantics thrilled, The first time, bending, sniffing budding rose, The first time, whippoorwills their dusk-song trilled, The first time, promising return, we posed. The last time, snowfall blocking sliders closed, The last time, snuggling closely, sipping swill, The… Continue Reading “Special Collection”
Turn, Turn, Turn
Written as part of NaBloPoMo October 2013 Fall: Wordless Wednesday,Autumn in an image. This view from my back porch is the epitome of changing seasons. Autumn is well underway. “To everything there is a season (turn,turn,turn); and a time to every purpose under heaven.”
Cornucopia of Change
Written for NaBloPoMo October:Fall * A diamante poem is a poem that makes the shape of a diamond. The poem can be used in two ways, either comparing and contrasting two different subjects, or naming synonyms and antonyms for another subject.,,,the subject is named… Continue Reading “Cornucopia of Change”
Photo Friday: Frozen…Seasons on Ice
It is late August, as I languorously sip my morning coffee on the bedroom porch, noticing the slightly nippy breeze that foretells the fast-approaching end of summer. I ponder how best to respond to this week’s Photo Friday prompt, “FROZEN“, and realize that the… Continue Reading “Photo Friday: Frozen…Seasons on Ice”
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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