. The beginning and the end Meet at the expanse Mirror images in feather blue It ends and starts wool white Seafoam gusts toss souls Body and mind unite for once Connect in wishes of crimson Cotton yearning for oranges . 30th of December 2015/ 4th of January 2016 – ©by Andrea Connolly
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
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!
From the dark She swirls Into view She is the Lady Of ethereal realms Telling the tale Of shadows Transient Illuminated Sfumato . 23rd Nov 2015 ©by Andrea Connolly, watercolour and words
Green Sea Turtle Seamed By ripples A veil on her shell Strands fringed . 3rd November 2015 ©By Andrea Connolly
Moon Song . Sea of Seals Strand of Shells Song of Love . ©By Andrea Connolly Bloodmoon over Balbriggan Beach 30th of September 2015
The Drift Wood in the sand Wind in my hair I shift The focus The tide Tugs at my feet . #WrittenRiver 16th September 2015©Copyright by Andrea Connolly
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9/11 ON MY MIND Your mind believes in a certain view. You see what you want to see. What you don´t want to see is never happening. Or this is what your mind tricks you to believe in. Minds can be formed from infanthood.…
Summer´s last battle Insurrection of Fall Golden transparency Of blossoms & leaves Hang on . 7th of September 2015 . ©By Andrea Connolly #poetry #writing
Fragile As old German china Embosomed ornamental bleached From years of neglect . Fragrant An offering open-faced Rhapsody in Blue Tinted purple reflection . Fleeting The moments of scent Sweet surrender Only polished wood persists . 10th of August 2015 ©by Andrea Connolly
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