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

Baffled Hope

First Day New Team 3.September 2019   My illuminated watercolour of St Patrick had fallen overnight, intact but a broken frame)    Triple change Anticipation Tentative courage Baffled hope   Broken illumination Essence kept Glass shard Frame burst   Light in darkness Time frame worn Warped Reshaped   Congruence Gentleness Greyness peached Humorous ripples   … More Baffled Hope

Shell

Tortoise shell Heart enfolded in yours Scallops, pelican-foot-shells As I inhabit this space Inside a pike   30.8.2019 ©By Andrea Connolly  

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

Cahir Castle

Cahir Castle Where light shines unseen Inside out from leaded glass Shard-misted drops the keep The barbican held up and still Antlers in the banquet hall North-West towering steps Stronghold at weered stream Siege-struck yet brave faced Dungeoned well tower Leans over the bridged waters Our heads over buttresses Swans skirting medieval walls © By … More Cahir Castle

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

Interlaced

Interlaced   Sea of bloodwort Road shifts cream to green Trails of barley and buttercups   Haze of misty-grey the bay Hill top a reef of blades Faraway lake opal blue   Tiny ripples frost glass Float-water stirs currents A touch a word a flutter-heart   ©By Andrea Connolly 30. May 2019

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