(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
Seven years Have come & gone But this Next to none Years of heartache Deceit & loss Went by Human life Strifes to own All is blown Hearts webbed In infant glare Here and everywhere Be aware They are still Close to your pulse Loved ones Of all aeons © #AndreaCConnolly 23.9.2020
Heaven knows … More Heaven Knows
First Advent 2nd December 2018 They shake their crowns Pine, spruce and fir Shiver under a grey blanket Incessant loss of blues The road becomes a river At homely hearth the wreath Laid out in cones and candles A tune from far and past Wells up beside a ladle A proclamation of advent See the … More First Advent
A Short Story Collection of vignettes and stories over time, out of time. After three poetry books, the LOGBOOK collection, and my HISTORICAL FICTION NOVEL “A QUEST FOR LONGITUDE” follows THE NUTSHELL TALES as a selection of little worlds seen in each nutshell. A wider point of view on ordinary and worldly things Bourne from … More Release date for THE NUTSHELL TALES – 18. November 2017
All the petals gone Only by double take Thorns speaking Of a gentle life Sunrise tinged Sunset On the storm Swept away . 13.September 2016 By Andrea Connolly
Ocean calling Once more Oncoming crests Or dip diving delight Oration of love ©By Andrea Connolly
. THE JOURNEY . For Amna Kiran at the Opening of her Exhibition “Self-Reflection” On 8th of April 2016, Solas Gallery Ballinamore . The eyes see illuminated manuscripts The artist reflects on her own story Her skills born in the East Grown from ancestral strands in Lahore Birds took you West of Pakistan On wings of … More A Journey
Five years it took For the amaryllis To bloom again Hope sprang From patience You know My value She smiles In blush attire . By Andrea Connolly March 2016
