Rose Garden
September 15, 2016
All the petals gone Only by double take Thorns speaking Of a gentle life Sunrise tinged Sunset On the storm Swept away . 13.September 2016 By Andrea Connolly
Category: Season
Brigid, February 1st
February 1, 2016
Brigid 1st of February 2016 Her wingspan shrouded in mystery The small tortoiseshell rubicund Ebony and golden forewings Tangerine surged from chrysalis A ring of blue, her spell, her veil Little hands fold hollow reeds The magical childhood craft Interwoven square with beams A Eurasian butterfly with four wings She … More Brigid, February 1st
Tints of Christmastide
December 23, 2015
Illumination by Andrea Connolly, 21st/22nd/23rd December 2015 . A rain stained arch Romanesque leaded glass Ivory vaulted cathedral . Filtered hues of light Roses tinted in oceans Iris & viridian sparks . Hover mid air golden The bread of angels As of old foretold . In life´s manuscript The mystery unfolds . In midst dark … More Tints of Christmastide
Advent Poem: Illuminate!
December 11, 2015
The winter night´s bloom Projects a promise of light Into the darkest vault . She comes on the moon The stars at her feet Refracted in buds . He is the sun in snow A child playing With rainbows . We receive with open hands The gift of wonder wool To illuminate our hearts . The … More Advent Poem: Illuminate!
Summer Micropoem
April 27, 2015
Petals:
sails … More Summer Micropoem
Making Waves – Writing My First Novel ©By Andrea Connolly
March 18, 2015
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
Threshold
February 27, 2015
Originally posted on flotsam – jetsam: A philosopher´s exploration :
Threshold Once I thought to escape winter by moving northwest. The mildness was then a relief to my worn frame. Not anymore. The winter followed me afoot. Is it attached without a chance for coincidence? Why would the seasons be aware of a single soul?…
What we wait for
December 18, 2014
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
Advent Candle
December 13, 2014
Watercolour by Andrea Connolly
Soul
December 1, 2014
Soul Quest The wave´s soul quests To be, to tip upwards Towards the crest Of reflection An inverted illumination Defying the dark And yet Before the cave called night There is a rainbow spectre We live of yearning In silence We blossom 3rd / 10th November 2014 ©By Andrea Connolly
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