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12.06.2025

Anne-Lise Andresen
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Echo, Enduring, Empty

Poetry Contest

Sponsored by: Constance La France
1st place in the contest

- Echo With Unanswered Questions -

              - Echo ~ the witness who talked too much - quote by poet

                                         a mournful echo
                           sounds swamped my pulsating heart -
                                       do not repeat them
                                   empty room - masonry wall
                                   historic bells from gray peaks
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Fowler Avatar
June 15, 2025 at 5:57 AM
Eeiry sensation when reading this one Abbe-Lise. I love it! Congratulations and hugs! :)
Guptar Avatar
June 15, 2025 at 3:17 AM
Congratulations poet friend on your top wind with a thoughtful take on the prompt and and an intelligent write. wish you a cheerful day.
Hind Avatar
June 14, 2025 at 9:46 PM
This reads like an echo. Well done! <3
DiMino Avatar
June 14, 2025 at 7:44 AM
Hmm...deep, beautiful. Often, silence speaks louder than words. The spirit lingers presence, in every step we have taken, what we have created, and where we have paused to ring and listen to our returns. No vibration is ever entirely gone~ continuing on and on to heal or destroy.
George Avatar
June 14, 2025 at 5:30 AM
A painful echo is haunting, especially in an empty room. Powerful haiku, dear Anne. Love and hugs.
Dietrich Avatar
June 13, 2025 at 11:56 PM
A haunting one here. So creative.
Rolland Avatar
June 13, 2025 at 5:15 PM
this is inspiring and excellent, thanks poet, bells are a high symbol of religion and history have a nice week end in Norway ???
Godwin Avatar
June 13, 2025 at 2:16 PM
Anne-Lise excellence! Very, very nice. Strangest thing happened, I brought up my knees and tilted my laptop downward towards my thighs and experienced a sensation of nearly falling out the window. It was like 1 second quick, but woooo, that's a first.
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June 13, 2025 at 10:47 AM
Hi, Anne. I don't remember many poets on here, however I remember you. Always excellent. I imagine this is for a contest. Good luck, and thank you for sharing your deep thoughts. After my mom, left, I was left with so many questions and thoughts. A painful way to be trapped. Solitude is not something I like repeating. Love the title Always, Thank you... * Linda
Andresen Avatar
June 15, 2025 at 2:34 AM
- I remember you too, Linda... you never showed interest in my poems... - Thank you :) -
Gifford Avatar
June 13, 2025 at 10:09 AM
Hello Anne-Lise, great lines beautifully executed. Good luck with the contest my friend. Wishing you a fabulous weekend.
Sands Avatar
June 13, 2025 at 3:37 AM
Powerful poem. Well done . Hugs :)
Rodrigues Avatar
June 12, 2025 at 4:43 PM
Would be an awful sound to remember. I heard my nephew’s scream in my mind for awhile after hearing him scream in the hospital…was haunting. So glad he is doing well and grown up now.
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