Heron haiku

{“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)

Japanese poetry at night

    (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  

When I fold

When I fold   (For my chosen Truelove)   When I fold myself Into you Time stands still Folds back on itself Enfolds us This is our only present Dreaming from the past Illuminated greening Eye-blinks of love Limitless, neverending   © #AndreaCConnolly   28.3.2020 (First day of lockdown)    

JANUS HEAD of 31. January 2020

Minds myriad Perceptions convictions Grown A fleece to shear or wear Colours ingrained or adopted Brain waves enfold, connect Modelled to What’s right or Blindsided Sneak the ground Seek the skies Choice Myriad horizons Frontiers in heads The path is ours to take   © #AndreaCConnolly 31st January 2020   By© #AndreaCConnolly 31st January 2020

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

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