April Dove
Inside tree-ribsTwo rose-wings heaveSoft-felt quiver Curled blush-blueSpurred honey-leavesCream-lemon lantern Floating on eastwindFive-fold cornucopiaRing-dyke columbine © #AndreaCConnolly2.4.2022 #haiku #botaiku #poetry
Inside tree-ribsTwo rose-wings heaveSoft-felt quiver Curled blush-blueSpurred honey-leavesCream-lemon lantern Floating on eastwindFive-fold cornucopiaRing-dyke columbine © #AndreaCConnolly2.4.2022 #haiku #botaiku #poetry
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
Winter River … More Winter River
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
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 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
(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
{“Lightning flash Flying toward the darkness Night-heron’s voice” Matsuo Basho/ 969} Thunder arrow Propelled from darkness Blue heron’s beak © #AndreaCConnolly 9.7.2020 (Reading Basho day and night)
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
(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