Anne-Lise Andresen Poet Narrative

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- Waves Hit Brutally -

When the storm is cold and strong
                             and I feel as I'm going under
                             far out into the northern sea
                                     The ice cold wind
                                  stinging my wet cheek

                              Some days the sea takes me
                         in waves of pain and heavy thoughts
                      Bitter storms will come and they will pass
                             no matter how I deal with them
                              Right now the sky is dark gray






30.01.2023
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Panagiota Romios February 2, 2023 at 5:54 AM Ihave not seen the Pacific ocean for years. I do miss it.it’s quite beautiful and can be bitterly cold . And they used to effect ne, as well. You.brought back memories. Supra poem, imagery and feelings, Pagie xxpp

Valsa George January 31, 2023 at 8:05 PM Storms will come, but they will pass by. The sky may be dark grey, but will change to cerulean blue. This is what we can hope for ! Your inner landscape is beautifully delineated in comparison to the landscape outside. A profound poem dear Smile. Love and hugs

Kim Rodrigues January 31, 2023 at 1:40 PM The heaviness of dark gray…is it clearing or approaching, perhaps lingering… I love the sea!

Fin Chuuk January 31, 2023 at 8:34 AM Beautiful poem. I can relate and I’m sure many of us have been there and back. And as Ellen DeGeneres would say, just keep swimming…Stay strong poetess! Anne-Lise Andresen January 31, 2023 at 12:20 PM - Yes, life goes on... - I swim for life... and tomorrow - Many thanks for your comment, Fin - hugs

Joanna Daniel January 31, 2023 at 5:05 AM Stand strong, Anne-lise, strong waves too have to calm sometime, one has to face death for it is a part of life... Yet they say, time heals... Anne-Lise Andresen January 31, 2023 at 12:17 PM - I have experienced countless deaths, Jo ... through my profession and privately ... death is cold and cruel - When "young" people die ... it feels even heavier ... and children who are left without parents ... it is heartbreaking ... - hugs

Speaks Volumes January 30, 2023 at 6:24 PM You manage to pack, emotion, feelin, and beauty into a few lines that most poets need a page to do ! A stunning piece of poetry. Has to be a Favorte. Anne-Lise Andresen January 31, 2023 at 12:12 PM - Long poems are like chewing the "porridge" several times ... :))) - Many thanks for the lovely comment and your valuable fave Wendy - hugs

Tony Hargreaves January 30, 2023 at 2:06 PM Hi. I know the feeling well.These northern climes are hell. The grey will go away. Snowdrops I see today. And daylight gets longer. Soon will end the winter. Keep positive thinking. Look forward to the spring. Take care. Tony. Anne-Lise Andresen January 31, 2023 at 12:10 PM - I'm looking forward to spring too... the dark days will get brighter... it's a bit early for spring flowers here... too cold - Many thanks for your lovely comment, Tony - hugs

Vijay Pandit January 30, 2023 at 12:42 PM They won't last long---well said, Anne-Lise. Anne-Lise Andresen January 30, 2023 at 12:55 PM - I hope you are right ... thanks a lot, Vijay :) - hugs

Mystic Rose Rose January 30, 2023 at 11:40 AM Hang in there my friend, after the gray skies have had their fill, the blue skies will surely appear, at the sight of lovely sunshine :) Anne-Lise Andresen January 30, 2023 at 12:15 PM - Sometimes it feels like losing my footing... or maybe I have forgotten what it's like to swim... but, you are right my friend ... once again the sun will shine ... thank you :) - hugs

Tom Cunningham January 30, 2023 at 10:37 AM When the wind blows in the North Sea it can be an unforgiving place. Hope your week is off to a good start Anne. Tom Anne-Lise Andresen January 30, 2023 at 12:28 PM - In the sound of the foaming, raging sea, no one hears your or the seagull's mournful cry - I have to say goodbye to a friend who has died - this week...a blue monday...a blue week ... - hugs

Victor Buhagiar January 30, 2023 at 9:48 AM Wonderful description of a storm, but then you waxed metaphorically and let emotions take over like a storm. Hugs xx Anne-Lise Andresen January 30, 2023 at 12:20 PM - There are many tears in the sea... but no one sees them, Victor - Thank you :) - hugs

Joseph May January 30, 2023 at 7:52 AM Enduring the storm as you journey on,Very nicely penned Anne, hugs Anne-Lise Andresen January 30, 2023 at 12:17 PM - One must be strong in the storm, Joseph - Many thanks for your comment :) - hugs

Sotto Poet January 30, 2023 at 7:22 AM Anne-Lise, this is a lovely poem with a lot of aesthetically pleasing nuances, and it also conveys some really emotional thoughts. Anne-Lise Andresen January 30, 2023 at 7:37 AM - Death, a truth we all know on our bodies - facing death is like facing the huge wave ... the wave has hit hard the last two months, Las - Many thanks for your comment :) - hugs

Deb M January 30, 2023 at 6:46 AM Aww Sunshine what a beautiful poem and the photo is perfect! Debx Anne-Lise Andresen January 30, 2023 at 7:37 AM - Many thanks for your comment, Deb - hugs