Myriad starways To choose from Parachutes element-tossed Your space Confined till open Unique To you only Shards hurt, threads mend Interwoven souls Alloyed down-right All but molten The pure core #AndreaCConnolly 18. June 2016 ©By Andrea Connolly Advertisements
The Words By Andrea Connolly Where roots dream Unseen the fleeting sky Where ripples in time Unfelt in concrete Where joy came And went Where pain was held Close or thrust peregrine Where the membrane is fragile Between the worlds This and the other That’s where the words come … More The Words
As we could grow Wings of our own Spread speckled in air stream Fresh breath in hues of blue We touch feathers Winged hearts . By Andrea Connolly . July 2018 Copyright by Andrea Connolly
Traces . Soft flakes Velvet fragility Magenta or slate . White fluff Ornament or backdrop Focus on life . Delicate petals, feathers Smaller than hands Traces of gold . Bird feet tapping A ritual of dance Towards the seed . The centre of life Written In magenta and white . ©By Andrea Connolly, March … More Traces
A Short Story Collection of vignettes and stories over time, out of time. After three poetry books, the LOGBOOK collection, and my HISTORICAL FICTION NOVEL “A QUEST FOR LONGITUDE” follows THE NUTSHELL TALES as a selection of little worlds seen in each nutshell. A wider point of view on ordinary and worldly things Bourne from … More Release date for THE NUTSHELL TALES – 18. November 2017
Ocean calling Once more Oncoming crests Or dip diving delight Oration of love ©By Andrea Connolly
Five years it took For the amaryllis To bloom again Hope sprang From patience You know My value She smiles In blush attire . By Andrea Connolly March 2016
Brigid 1st of February 2016 Her wingspan shrouded in mystery The small tortoiseshell rubicund Ebony and golden forewings Tangerine surged from chrysalis A ring of blue, her spell, her veil Little hands fold hollow reeds The magical childhood craft Interwoven square with beams A Eurasian butterfly with four wings She … More Brigid, February 1st
. The beginning and the end Meet at the expanse Mirror images in feather blue It ends and starts wool white Seafoam gusts toss souls Body and mind unite for once Connect in wishes of crimson Cotton yearning for oranges . 30th of December 2015/ 4th of January 2016 – ©by Andrea Connolly
