Anne-Lise Andresen Poet Free verse

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09.01.2025
Anne-Lise  Andresen 
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- Scenic Sunrise -

                The hero of a fairy tale never loses his face
                The blizzard will subside when the day is over
                Leaving convulsions,
                that freeze in the wild veil of abundance
                An arch of wind instruments of winter,
                without a glimmer of mercy from above

                The cold invites not to roam barefoot
                A tumultuous night, the clock slumbers
                Dawn bestowed to the glory of heaven
                Clear and full the radiant sun
                Emotional associations,
                happiness does not come by avoiding pain

                To strict reflection
                with chaos of the mind
                Such a glorious shrine ...
                fascinated by the phenomenon

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Sara Kendrick January 13, 2025 at 2:18 PM Whoa!! To roam barefoot in that snow and ice would soon bring frost bit or at least I think it would. Thanks for sharing this one with us. Sara K

Susan Ashley January 11, 2025 at 5:27 PM Dear Anne-Lise, “such a glorious shrine”, indeed. Even the harshness of winter is to be accepted and appreciated for its place in Nature and for its awe inspiring beauty. Your vivid poetic artistry shines in the snowy season. Warmest wishes.. ~Susan

Ink Empress January 11, 2025 at 8:14 AM " happiness does not come by avoiding pain" this line! How deep and true! Hits deep and i wish many would read that! This poem is beautiful and soulful with such brilliant lines and metaphors that are moving! A fave this poem is for me! Sending you light always

Heidi Sands January 11, 2025 at 6:37 AM Well written Anne-Lise. Worth reading more than once :)

Yann Rolland January 11, 2025 at 5:45 AM winter sunrise can be a wonderful experience, a pure one, enjoyed your poem

Jay Narain January 10, 2025 at 10:27 AM Glorious sunrise in winter. Nice poem.

Kim Rodrigues January 10, 2025 at 6:42 AM The cold invites not to roam barefoot…I ran (once!!) barefoot into the snow. That was crazy! I should not have run from the bird flying off the deck…a knee jerk reaction… happiness does not come by avoiding pain (perhaps quite contrarily we find our happiness in the pain, finding the contentment after we’ve experienced heartbreak, grief, etc..) Hugs, sweet poet! Kim Rodrigues January 10, 2025 at 1:52 PM Wow, A.L.! Wow! Warm hugs, sweet one! Anne-Lise Andresen January 10, 2025 at 6:47 AM - If your feet are freezing... walk barefoot in the snow... you'll be warm once you've dried them :) - I do it often :) - hugs

Tom Cunningham January 10, 2025 at 5:40 AM I bet you witness some amazing sun rises in winter Anne-Lise. Have a great weekend, keep warm. Tom

Mystic Rose Rose January 10, 2025 at 4:51 AM Such a glorious shrine ... it is, and you tell it so well Anne, the scene is beautiful before me, much luv

Duke Beaufort January 9, 2025 at 2:39 PM Anne-Lise, I'm thinking that we have to get up early to see the beautiful sunrise. At least that takes some effort...especially if we go outside to take it all in. Smiles.

Ifeanyi Bob Ekechukwu January 9, 2025 at 2:21 PM Well penned...yes we will be bitten if walked on cold ground barefooted...love the line . Happy new year and nice to write to you . How are you

Paige Hind January 9, 2025 at 1:36 PM Gorgeous writing - ! "Leaving convulsions, that freeze in the wild veil of abundance"

Sotto Poet January 9, 2025 at 1:33 PM Anne-Lise You wrote an excellent poem that examines the interaction of adversity and beauty, implying that ultimate pleasure comes from accepting pain and turmoil rather than resisting it. It compares the romanticized concept of a fairy tale hero with the harsh reality of life, illustrating that growth and emotional depth are frequently the result of suffering.