Doe Castle

Sheephaven Bay (Doe Castle)   Coastal delight Views from high Wide rolling waves On seeagreen pristine   The tide At the fortified castle Keep on water’s edge Out where the sand Appears bright   Mysteries of centuries gone Delight of winter’s day Tales in twilight Short daylight Lost light in rays   Bleeding out the … More Doe Castle

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

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

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

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

Eagle Owl

As we could grow Wings of our own Spread speckled in air stream Fresh breath in hues of blue We touch feathers Winged hearts . By Andrea Connolly . July 2018 Copyright by Andrea Connolly