Anne-Lise Andresen Poet Couplet

Notes About The Poem

14.09.2023

Anne-Lise Andresen
Copyright © All Rights Reserved

Any Topic Any Form Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Sotto Poet

1st place in the contest

***

Competition:
Letter to My Children or to my Unborn
Sponsored by: Anoucheka Gangabissoon

4th place in the contest

- Mother and Daughter -

                       Always believed that everything would be fine
                                Your pride has built a dark wall

                            Life slips away, we are dust in the wind
                     Have struggled with rock crushing for a long time

                           The nights of wonder so dark and cold
                                 Tell me what's behind the wall

                           I gave my all, but it still wasn't enough
                 Can't fly anymore because you have broken my wings

                      One year goes by quickly, six years is a long time
                   I hope tomorrow will be a fine day to move some rocks

                                 “Picture Perfect” ... never doubt it
                                      I don't believe in tomorrow

♡Like0

Share Poem

---

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

Nancy Kaufman September 16, 2023 at 4:26 AM Dear poetess, First I want to congratulate you on your innate ability to share pieces of your soul. It's a unique challenge when a mother daughter relationship is so rocky and the boulder imagery fits so well here. Just pray for a softening of her heart as that is all we can do when a person is so challenging that they wound us. God bless you and congratulations on this penning.

Arthur Vaso September 15, 2023 at 11:36 PM A very touching poem that brought a tear to my eye.

Besma Riabi Dziri September 15, 2023 at 2:47 PM An amazing emotive poem that grips the soul and stirs the heart.. Mother and daughter! Who wouldn't relate to such venerated theme! So precious is the mother! And losing her would render the whole soul a landscape of no colour! You have touched my heart with your wonderful poetry! Congratulations dear Anne-Lise on your prestigious win! So happy for you.. God bless you. Best regards.

Sotto Poet September 15, 2023 at 2:36 PM I am truly delighted to offer my sincere congratulations for your well-earned win in my contest. Your poetry is truly awe-inspiring, I like your photo as well. Your way to convey such wonderful imagery is truly remarkable Anne-Lise Andresen September 18, 2023 at 7:32 AM - Many thanks for my winning place in your contest, Las :) - hugs

Joseph P. DiMino September 15, 2023 at 10:04 AM Beautiful heartfelt writing. Sad, I know...I remember as a kid coming home one night, half lit, and slurring tearfully to my father: "You are my father...but I never knew you...." Anne-Lise Andresen September 18, 2023 at 7:19 AM - So sad... I always had my father, Joe ... but, didn't get to know him until the last 8 years he lived - Thanks :) - hugs

Speaks Volumes September 15, 2023 at 8:56 AM So many emotions come into play, Stubbornness misunderstanding and false pride. These barriers can make an impenetrable wall that the biggest bulldozer cant move. But at some time in the past there was a bond, there was love. Trust me that love - that bond is still there, if may be deeply hidden , burried even, but one day, even though you may feel it wont happen there will be an Email , I phone call, a knock at the door with tears and sorries. Live in hopes that it will be soon sweet sunshine. Keep any line of communication open ready for that day. I call you sunshine because that's the way I always think of you. IT WILL HAPPEN. Best wishes from Wen Anne-Lise Andresen September 18, 2023 at 7:16 AM - My door has always been open ... and will always be open, S.V. - Many thanks for your lovely comment :) - hugs

Valsa George September 14, 2023 at 9:57 PM I feel so deeply touched as I read each line of this. The frustration of a mother is so palpable. "I gave my all, but it still wasn't enough". This realization is so painful. Children often fail to realize how mich of effort and sacrifices have gone into bringing them up. Anne.... never give up hope. There's a tomorrow and time can bring out changes we haven't even dreamt of. All the Best dear one. Love and hugs. Anne-Lise Andresen September 18, 2023 at 7:14 AM - Love cannot be measured in values/money or things ... but, I gave her life .... love ... I am her mother ... I am the grandmother of her children ... that should be enough ... I have stopped believing in miracles - Thanks :) - hugs

Mystic Rose Rose September 14, 2023 at 6:41 PM They say no one can hurt us more than our own flesh and blood Anne. I felt the pain and the hunger for union. Praying that one day God will shed light in both hearts and there will be a big peaceful reunion of soul. :) Anne-Lise Andresen September 18, 2023 at 7:05 AM - My two grandsons have become grown men in the last six years ... I don't recognize their faces anymore ... yes, my flesh and blood, Vie Rose - Thanks :) - hugs

Charles Messina September 14, 2023 at 6:19 PM Geez, Anne-Lise...you sure know how to make a grown-man tear. So sorry you are going through this, I've not been in those shoes, thankfully, but I've witnessed it with my siblings and their children. Life isn't easy and things don't always work out the way we expect...keep the faith and trust...sometimes it takes a very long time, I will pray that is not the case for you. Hugs to you, dear friend. Charlie Anne-Lise Andresen September 18, 2023 at 7:01 AM - No one would try on my shoes, Charlie ... they are getting very worn ... and they have lost their original color - Thanks :) - hugs

Jan Allison September 14, 2023 at 5:35 PM Such a painful poem for you to pen Anne-Lise, I know how much it must hurt you - the 4th stanza gave me a huge lump in my throat:-( hugs Jan xx Anne-Lise Andresen September 18, 2023 at 6:57 AM - Some wounds will never heal, Jan ... yes, painful to put the words on paper ... thank you very much - hugs

Yann Rolland September 14, 2023 at 5:20 PM regrets and desparation, there is always hope, your poem is so beautiful, thanks Anne-Lise Andresen September 18, 2023 at 6:56 AM - Hope flows into the sand ... the years go by, Yann - Thanks :) - hugs

Ink Empress September 14, 2023 at 11:49 AM As a mother i can only imagine if this was ever the case how i would feel, this is so deeply emotive and heart wrenching. I can feel the emotions flowing throughout your lines. Sometimes some relationships, when they break, some of us are left, unable to find a way to move stones.. deep. I dont know the story behind this but it is only a strong soul that can express like this. Sending you light always. Anne-Lise Andresen September 14, 2023 at 12:33 PM - A feeling that weighs more than the biggest stone on earth ... and deeper than the sea ... higher than the sky ... many thanks for the light and warmth, Ink :) - hugs

Jay Narain September 14, 2023 at 10:30 AM Children in general do not have feelings like older generation. There is a proverb here kid saying when they turn 22 years, Parents have finally matured, So dont feel bad, you will ride out of it. Anne-Lise Andresen September 14, 2023 at 10:49 AM ... :) ...right now I feel like an overripe cheese, Jay :))) - Many thanks for your lovely comment :) - hugs

Vijay Pandit September 14, 2023 at 9:35 AM I gave my all, but it still wasn't enough Can't fly anymore because you have broken my wings--deeply moving poem, Anne-Lise. I feel the hurt and the longing for reconciliation--bond of love is strong, make the first move. Superb poem! Anne-Lise Andresen September 14, 2023 at 9:46 AM - Moved stones for 6 years, Vijay... they just keep getting bigger and heavier... the power is no longer there... the wings and heart are broken - Many thanks for your lovely comment :) - hugs

Silent One September 14, 2023 at 7:17 AM As I now your personal story, this breaks my heart... sigh.. I hope and pray there is a resolution.. I hope you are ok.. I wrote a poem about my daughter also.. it was more of a letter to her.. Anne-Lise Andresen September 14, 2023 at 9:50 AM - Life is not easy ... I have no faith in tomorrow ... there have already been many tomorrows, S.O. - Many thanks for your lovely comment :) - hugs

Hiya Sharma September 14, 2023 at 6:47 AM I can deeply feel the emotions of darkness that prevail in this write.. Sigh, a mother-daughter bond that should have been the purest and most trustworthy how it withers like the sands of time in some cases.. You've truly evoked poignant feelings here and the wish if we could make things right someday.. Beautifully written dear. Best of luck for the contest!! Anne-Lise Andresen September 14, 2023 at 6:59 AM - I tried to avoid going deep, Hiya ... because it hurts too much (I rarely write poems out of truth) - Many thanks for your lovely comment :) - hugs