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

She dreams

She dreams   She dreams of skies Speckled with cumulus Cushiony clouds To dapple her unseen self Cocooned in petals Chartreuse clinging To each other She dreams of the warm Spectrum of rainbows Weaves in and out Of wakefulness Awaits the scented day   © #AndreaCConnolly 22.3.2020

Scallop shell

  Scallop shells Forevermore I shall Seek you out   My palms your mimicry Filled, to be Giving, to receive   Air space hold all My heart beating In rays of salted hope   Timelapsed Horizons Shall be my shell   © #AndreaCConnolly 6.2.2020

JANUS HEAD of 31. January 2020

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