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
Inside tree-ribsTwo rose-wings heaveSoft-felt quiver Curled blush-blueSpurred honey-leavesCream-lemon lantern Floating on eastwindFive-fold cornucopiaRing-dyke columbine © #AndreaCConnolly2.4.2022 #haiku #botaiku #poetry
The toneIn your voiceIngrained sacredHeld by river waterMotions of convergenceMeeting moments Precious gingko treeYour two-fold leavesFan tie my infant heart © #AndreaCConnolly10.10.2021 #poetry
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
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
(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
When I fold (For my chosen Truelove) When I fold myself Into you Time stands still Folds back on itself Enfolds us This is our only present Dreaming from the past Illuminated greening Eye-blinks of love Limitless, neverending © #AndreaCConnolly 28.3.2020 (First day of lockdown)
Minds myriad Perceptions convictions Grown A fleece to shear or wear Colours ingrained or adopted Brain waves enfold, connect Modelled to What’s right or Blindsided Sneak the ground Seek the skies Choice Myriad horizons Frontiers in heads The path is ours to take © #AndreaCConnolly 31st January 2020 By© #AndreaCConnolly 31st January 2020
Sentinels 17.10.2019 The entrance clear Where you come from Winter Solstice orients Life-size blue-grey slabs An open circle sun drawn A micro lake inmidst A step stone lies Touched by mirrored recumbent carved rock An earthen vessel once Was proof of a youth’s Resting place Two ocean eyes watch So wide we have … More Sentinels
Ruby and brass A fall slide from buff mist Home pulls more Moss on stone The heath nut red Eye treat Brooch in oak Shield in rust bark Lance of light © By Andrea Connolly 6.October 2019 three #haiku #botaiku
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