Deep as water

Swirls of waterForever etched in stoneIn the dark deep River finding waysThrough undergroundAncient caverns A timeless worldSlowed down drops downOn shortlived heads Breathing ocean airAeons later in mountainsSteps hearts echo © #AndreaCConnolly5.7.2022 9th anniversaryMarble Arch Cave

Dark Sacred Night

Dark sacred night Disperse dispelOstensible eclipseStar streamClear light from withinGlow in deep mid-winter Bells resoundFrom infant’s miracleMemory unveilsVoices sound throughTime’s voiceless hue Sky lanternOnly in darknesswe see the lightOf a star born childO dark sacred night © #AndreaCConnollyChristmas poem 2021

Easter at Home

Easter at home In prime so highThe sea of treesCriss-crossed searchOf unseen vistasA doe path hidden Found in mudflatsYearning unknownOf the expanseQuest for wide openSpaces of mirrored skies The soul of a sea shellDrawn to ancestral ocean © #AndreaCConnolly2.4.2021 Good Friday

Net of hope

Varved organ shellsVeiled hues of sand creamCrying aqua ultramarine Bamboo wooding grassStrong wind bentEvery compass direction Veined hands knot on stakeA net of wool white cottonAgainst eclipsed darks My catchInvisibleHope © #AndreaCConnolly19.2.2021

Hibernal Overture

Hibernal Overture Snow whiteThe forgotten mountainHibernates dust draped Ochre withered greensThickets bleached raw siennaRoot cushioned arc If ever there wasA softer grey than ice woolIt transformed umbra Hidden slate soilDamp sprigs of winterHints of fairy fern Air waves warpTheir ways in waftsVeiled ice blue © By #AndreaCConnolly 2.1.2021

Where

(October 2020) By Andrea Connolly Where does it come fromThis hungerOf moving wide and farThis thirstTo see beyond horizons Where does it lead toThis yearningFor the unseenThis incentive scentOf earthy seas Where do we findThis spaceOf infinite belongingThis home in heartSouls intertwinedTreescapes cloudswifts Where is itto be foundLoveSpringWell © #AndreaCConnolly17.10.2020 All photos © #AndreaCConnolly

Seven years, seven months

Seven years Have come & gone But this Next to none Years of heartache Deceit & loss Went by Human life Strifes to own All is blown Hearts webbed In infant glare Here and everywhere Be aware They are still Close to your pulse Loved ones Of all aeons © #AndreaCConnolly 23.9.2020