Anne-Lise Andresen Poet Free verse

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22.10.2025
Anne-Lise Andresen
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- Is The Soup Expired On The Date? -

    How to deepen the soup flavor
    I feel as something is missing, frustrating
    In the last year, tastes have changed
    The power forms the basis of the soup itself
    Maybe onions or mushrooms aren't your favourites
    Sprinkle a little salt and pepper
    taste or smell can actually catch the soup's interest
    As pirouettes upward in the uvula
    The best thing regarding the soup
    is that it consists of different ingredients
    Which gives a balanced blend of delicious taste to the mouth

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Karen Jones October 30, 2025 at 3:10 AM This is clever! Enjoyed reading.

Kevin Leake October 29, 2025 at 9:04 AM Good write Ann Lise If its out of date then just bin it, a bit of salt and pepper won't do any good. The taste has gone. Best wishes kevin

Phyllis Babcock October 26, 2025 at 10:41 AM Maybe the pot needs a little stirring and some ingredients need to be added. Time can take away a little of the spicy favour. Hope all is well your way. Just got over a 3 weeks of being sick. love phyl

Jan Allison October 25, 2025 at 3:21 PM yes soup is definitely past its sell by date and i seldom dip into the soup bowl now:-( hugs jan xx

Mickey Grubb October 23, 2025 at 11:07 AM Anne-Lise, really quite clever…much depth here!! Really, a great, interesting write.

Sotto Poet October 23, 2025 at 10:17 AM May your pen find solace in the act of creation. Exquisitely crafted verse, Anne-Lise. Your poem transforms the humble essence of soup into a tapestry woven with threads of sensation, nostalgia, and fascination, a dance of playfulness and contemplation.

Rowena Velasco October 23, 2025 at 7:11 AM Thank you for sharing this, Anne! I love how your poem turns something as simple as soup into a reflection on taste, memory and curiosity, both playful and thoughtful.

sara Etgen-Baker October 22, 2025 at 6:06 PM I love experimenting with soups...definitely don't like mine bland. hugs, Sara

I Am Anaya October 22, 2025 at 4:45 PM I rather love onions mushrooms all peppers & most spices including fennel! Ha the mix is more interesting,. I find it a bit more private. I joined for the contests which do not take away from poems not for contests & are inspirational. Love your soupy metaphors Lise! Bon appetite~

Connie Pachecho October 22, 2025 at 4:30 PM Anne, hello. I read your subliminal message. And agree that the soup has lost its taste. I say replace the kitchen. Thank you. Hugs. The blossoms miss you. (((<> <>)))

Abdullah Alhemaidy October 22, 2025 at 3:12 PM Very interesting read :-) hugs ~ AA

Paige Hind October 22, 2025 at 2:14 PM Hmmm, interesting mmmm :)

Ilene Bauer October 22, 2025 at 1:03 PM i agree with you, anne-lise, that something is definitely missing as far as the soup goes, but i'm not sure if "a little salt and pepper" will be enough to improve it to its former glory. i admire your optimism, though!

Kim Rodrigues October 22, 2025 at 12:22 PM Perhaps the soup pot needs stirring. Hugs :)

Daniel Henry Rodgers October 22, 2025 at 12:09 PM Dear Anne-Lise, witty, wistful, and full of flavor. You stirred the metaphor pot with just the right blend of spice and reflection, a gentle nudge toward community and renewal. Thanks for seasoning the conversation with insight and care. Autumn Blessings, Dear Anne-Lise, Daniel

Joseph P. DiMino October 22, 2025 at 10:59 AM Contests have ruined the Soup. A poet needs to be inspired by the moment of inspiration. By individual, internal depths. To calculate, to be overly proper and directed, programed for form and topic, is to be boring and distastefully commercial. Blah! Blah! Blah! Predictable same old same old. Anne-Lise Andresen October 22, 2025 at 11:14 AM - You're right, Joe - Poems that aren't for contests don't get noticed... or overlooked... - But I like writing for contests too... at least some of them :) - Thank you very much for your comment :) - hugs

Jay Narain October 22, 2025 at 10:29 AM Nice poem. Truthful and reminding of expirations on canned soups. Anne-Lise Andresen October 22, 2025 at 10:39 AM - Everything has an expiration date, Jay - Thanks for your comment :) - hugs