When I fold

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)    

Burren, Co. Clare

Burren Laying bare Treasure troves Of fragrant wild Flowers asleep In winter seeds Pine branches coned Scent in tea pots The heart of the Burren Very much alive In underground karst Waiting For vernal awakening 28.12.2019 © #AndreaCConnolly

Sentinels

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

Three Haiku

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

Birthday Poem

Arise my heart From early honey dawn   Violet childhood dreams Elevate my soul   Ink spilled at night Seasons gone by   Sand soil in the river vale Of wildflower youth & ancestry vine   Sea green visions Sea squall motions   Why am I Drawn to oceans   ©By #AndreaCConnolly 11./13./15. August 2019

Myriad

Myriad starways To choose from Parachutes element-tossed Your space Confined till open Unique To you only Shards hurt, threads mend Interwoven souls Alloyed down-right All but molten The pure core #AndreaCConnolly 18. June 2016 ©By Andrea Connolly

The Words

The Words By Andrea Connolly   Where roots dream Unseen the fleeting sky   Where ripples in time Unfelt in concrete   Where joy came And went   Where pain was held Close or thrust peregrine   Where the membrane is fragile Between the worlds   This and the other That’s where the words come … More The Words