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

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

Japanese poetry at night

    (reading Japanese waka poems)     A fledgling hops from leaf to leaf soaks night dew   My hair like Emperor Tenji I dream of mount Fuji   A flurry of cherry blossoms blossom in me   (One Hundred poets, One Poem Each/ Hyakunin Isshu)   © #AndreaCConnolly   19./20. April 2020  

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