Medieval Movements Along the wintry greens The River Nore burst his bed We follow the flow and flimmer Of raindrops suspended Now and then deep horizon Splintered by Turner light And clouds livid creamed The walled city fragmented Medieval broken by mundane Elevated by the mighty stream The parade bears a carousel In Naples yellow […]
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 […]
Hamlet in the Gate 10.10.2018 As if you could touch Through a screen Ghosts of past to come A partition of notions All too human Grief, love, deception Bent to an end In blood and steel Desires driven till the end Revenge till madness Madness till revenge To be Just to reveal The truth Murderous […]
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
Element Origin . Force of origin Living water Their element . Humbolt penguin Annam leaf turtle Californian sea lion . Ripples circular Dappled greens Aqua gliders . Water their element Origin of self Nautical . Flow Slip Stream … ©By Andrea Connolly, 21. May 2018
Traces . Soft flakes Velvet fragility Magenta or slate . White fluff Ornament or backdrop Focus on life . Delicate petals, feathers Smaller than hands Traces of gold . Bird feet tapping A ritual of dance Towards the seed . The centre of life Written In magenta and white . ©By Andrea Connolly, March […]
Out of the glare Into the glimmer Of inner Harmony By ©Andrea Connolly, Advent 2017
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 […]
This is where I plant my feet On the river Rhine It carries me away Fins roots Of my heart . ©By Andrea Connolly Sept/Oct 2017
