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 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 […]
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 […]
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