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
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
Straw bent Not broken Cut in rays Fulcrum of focus Shiningly ironed Pointed stems grown from soil Fragile on glass, spruce Unshielded adornments Natural and colourful Winter star © #AndreaCConnolly 12.12.2020
(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
Corpus Christi 2020 (At St Kilian’s birthplace, Mullagh, Co. Cavan; after lockdown and freedom of movement within the own county) Marsh marigold Float their rounded tableaus Dragonfly pads Water horsetail plant Lime trees with elephant trunks Yellow flag iris Hawthorn square Slope down to Holy well By the German oak (St … More Marsh marigold and water horsetail
Reading Rilke by daylight Roses circle Petals fall upwards Chalice filled View inverted The mirror of everything A child still Folds in time Wing span of a hawk Fledgling ever Clouds words Birds in the rose bush Phrased cumulus © #AndreaCConnolly 17.5.2020
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
First Day New Team 3.September 2019 My illuminated watercolour of St Patrick had fallen overnight, intact but a broken frame) Triple change Anticipation Tentative courage Baffled hope Broken illumination Essence kept Glass shard Frame burst Light in darkness Time frame worn Warped Reshaped Congruence Gentleness Greyness peached Humorous ripples … More Baffled Hope
Heaven knows … More Heaven Knows
Interlaced Sea of bloodwort Road shifts cream to green Trails of barley and buttercups Haze of misty-grey the bay Hill top a reef of blades Faraway lake opal blue Tiny ripples frost glass Float-water stirs currents A touch a word a flutter-heart ©By Andrea Connolly 30. May 2019
Captain´s Log 