Leaving Hades . . Your dreams spill out Of Pandora´s box In the dark . Where nobody sees While you sleep They creep inside . Strands of hair On your tearless face Crystals transformed to wisps of light . Look back and you freeze they say You take no heed The Medusa of light may … More Creative Writing Ink Prompt July 30th
. . SAILORS AT PORT Drogheda on Midsummer 2015 Like sentinels They stood On rigged sail´s ropes Watchful from above While swarms of White smoke flew by And dissipated before The blue canvas . We looked up As to bird´s nests in clouds Waiting for them to fly Longing to be swapped To their … More Tall Ships Drogheda Midsummer 2015
Hoisting the Sails From all the adventures of my youth I only seem to miss the sailing trips in Holland. To be under canvas to one of those sandy shored islands was brilliant, a respite from everyday trials and oppressions. The images of ships and boats came with me, forming my growing, my dreams and … More Five Photos, Five Days Challenge: Day Five
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http://www.writing.ie/tell-your-own-story/making-waves-writing-my-first-novel-by-andrea-connolly/ Making Waves: Writing My First Novel by Andrea Connolly Article by Andrea Connolly ©. Posted in the Magazine (Tell Your Own Story: Writing & Me, Tell Your Own Story). Make Your Submission to Writing & Me To write was always an act of life for me. A conscious move towards the world of the … More Making Waves – Writing My First Novel ©By Andrea Connolly
Pearl Rose By rose´s golden fragrance of dew Petals in powdery breaths Whisper to each other: Bloom late! Coiled in spirals, the rope Tied in a sailor´s knot around The cross, the stalk, centred Sails folded on towed vessels By fishermen, rigged at dawn A beautiful day at the ocean Iridescence, washed opal Turtle shells, … More Pearl Rose
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Demands out of Season We wait and cannot Wait longer Is this a state Of disbelief It’s sucking our soul In maelstroms Flashing images our Daily banquet Put the pressure on Who wants to be free From desire The twist in hearts To belong Can’t wait Take it now Devour The human soul Moans in … More What we wait for
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