Notes About The Poem

17.09.2023
Anne-Lise Andresen
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- Last Time -

There will always be a last time
                            Fragile web, I can't confirm strength
                    threads spun together into the complex tapestry

                               Existential thinkers of the abyss
                                 searching for light in the dark
                         and attempts to stake out a way forward

                             Phoenix bird, more than just an act
                                   Picture becomes incomplete
                                 the pieces scattered by the wind

                                          Don't lose track
                     one question at a time, a wine glass half finished
                                         where stars explode

                            Caught in this swirling undiluted power
                               unfiltered heart that is deeply rooted
                                      The lighthouse must be lit

                                   Swallowed poisonous syllables
                     the light from the computer screen stings the eyes
                       long-term parking - accept your own limitations
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Empress Avatar
September 19, 2023 at 3:10 AM
“Swallowing poisonous syllables “ i really loved that line and also the depth of this very heartfelt poem.your wordplay is brilliant here and flow is seamless, and sometimes we all need a break from our own thoughts too. Loved this one dear Anne lise
Allison Avatar
September 18, 2023 at 5:31 PM
thought provoking piece Anne-Lise hugs jan xx
Edmonds  Avatar
September 18, 2023 at 4:09 PM
A captivating write Anne- Lise, intriguing from start to end… Belle
Narain Avatar
September 18, 2023 at 11:16 AM
Fabulous poem. Nice imagery. Life is a fragile web--way forward isn't always set for us. Great thought,
Poet Avatar
September 18, 2023 at 6:18 AM
The notion that there will inevitably come a final occasion, Anne-Lise, resonates deeply within me. Life, like a delicate and intricate spider's web, does not always present a clear and predetermined path for us to follow. BOL with the contest
Mcintosh Avatar
September 18, 2023 at 4:48 AM
Wonderful word play, a vision in poetry. God bless you always, Love, Gina
Sharma  Avatar
September 17, 2023 at 8:41 PM
This poem has many evocative lines and eerie imageries.. True, life is most of the times like a tangled trap and the negative auras do become as poisonous manifestations in our present.. Such vivid and complex emotions you've described here "Swallowed poisonous syllables".. Wonderfully done, dear Anne-Lise..
Andresen Avatar
September 18, 2023 at 1:56 AM
- Every negative thought can have a negative impact on our lives, Hiya - Thank you for your comment :) - hugs
Dietrich Avatar
September 17, 2023 at 4:30 PM
Lots of marvelous imagery here, Anne Lise
Andresen Avatar
September 18, 2023 at 1:37 AM
- Thank you for your comment, Andrea :) - hugs
Pandit Avatar
September 17, 2023 at 3:09 PM
There will always be a last time--so true, Anne-Lise. Life is a fragile web--way forward isn't always set for us. Your thoughts here make me pause and think.
Andresen Avatar
September 18, 2023 at 1:37 AM
- No one knows when you will need long term parking...enjoy each day as it comes, Vijay :) - Thanks :) - hugs
DiMino Avatar
September 17, 2023 at 2:37 PM
"Swallowed poisonous syllables the light from the computer screen stings the eyes - long-term parking" Indeed, another place to park our minds -- for every positive a flip-side of negative the Devil will use to his advantage.
Andresen Avatar
September 18, 2023 at 1:34 AM
- Turn off all power ... park ... - Thank you for your comment, Joe :) - hugs
Maverick Avatar
September 17, 2023 at 1:34 PM
I'm going to be parked up..In bed soon Anne-Lise, a good one to wind down with.'
Andresen Avatar
September 18, 2023 at 1:31 AM
- When the night comes it feels good to park in bed ... sleep well, Joe :) - hugs
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