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03.01.2025

Anne-Lise  Andresen 
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Pick-A-Title, Vol 48 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Edward Ibeh 

4th place in the contest

- Wild Is The Night -


    A state of tension and fear.
    Forests are much more than trees.
    Nature experiences on a wild night,
    with strange discoveries
    without scientific explanations.

    Cold gust hisses between the trees,
    even though there is no wind.
    A pack of emaciated wolves, barely alive,
    with bloody iron teeth.
    Whispering shadows collapse,
    the rocks have crumbled in the gorge.
    A terrible scream reverberates in the void,
    overpowered by negative charisma.
    Wild galloping ghost horses,
    with linen veils on their heads.
    Red eye balls light up, as emergency flares.

    Uncontrollable shaking,   
    the night filled me with dread.
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Ibeh Avatar
January 17, 2025 at 3:34 AM
Heartiest congratulations on your podium win in my contest with this unsettling yet beautiful poem, Anne-Lise. I thoroughly enjoyed it
Jones Avatar
January 16, 2025 at 6:30 AM
Wow! I’m terrified ! Your imagery is amazing! Congratulations on your win in the contest!
Fowler Avatar
January 13, 2025 at 1:22 PM
Hi Anne-Lise. Nights can be scary to many people - imaginations take hold and poems are born! Quite the wild nightlife you project. :)
Beaufort Avatar
January 6, 2025 at 3:56 PM
Anne-Lise, you've identified some of the curious things that present themselves at night. Hard to know how to explain it all. Hope you are well and thanks for making me ponder the night in this way. Smiles!
Tor Avatar
January 5, 2025 at 6:38 AM
The real cryptids that are out there most do not know about Anne-Lise. I have done many years of research and your poem brings some truth to this reality. Enjoyed reading...
Read Avatar
January 5, 2025 at 6:25 AM
Hi Anne, after reading your poem I think I'll avoid walking through the forest, all though saying that, there's only one forest near London, that is Epping forest, where I often use to visit when I was a kid. xx
George Avatar
January 4, 2025 at 4:46 AM
Indeed a scary night with all frightful occurrences! It sounds hellish and mysterious. A beautiful entry for the contest. All the Best dear Anne. Love and hugs.
Andresen Avatar
January 4, 2025 at 12:28 PM
- A night with a lot of negative charisma ... many thanks for your comment, Valsa :) - hugs
Singh Avatar
January 3, 2025 at 11:58 PM
A psychological nightmare ,enjoyed reading the poem.
Andresen Avatar
January 4, 2025 at 12:26 PM
- Yes, like a nightmare... many thanks, Akham :) - hugs
Gasun Avatar
January 3, 2025 at 10:01 PM
Wow! This is a well-crafted and interesting scary poem my dear poet friend Anne-Lise. I enjoyed this a lot. Thanks for sharing. Have a very happy, healthy and prosperous New Year 2025 my dear friend! God bless you always and your family. Hugs
Andresen Avatar
January 4, 2025 at 12:25 PM
- Thank you very much Len, for your valuable comment :) - hugs
Bayles Avatar
January 3, 2025 at 8:52 PM
Very suspenseful. Well-done.
Andresen Avatar
January 4, 2025 at 12:23 PM
- Thank you for reading, Mike :) - hugs
Hind Avatar
January 3, 2025 at 6:17 PM
Very powerful and dark, like Poe!
Andresen Avatar
January 4, 2025 at 12:23 PM
- Paige, thanks for your comment :) - hugs
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January 3, 2025 at 5:34 PM
A night like that would fill me with dread too Ann-Lise. If one goes down to the woods at night, they may be in for the fright of their life… Beryl
Andresen Avatar
January 4, 2025 at 12:22 PM
- A scary forest, I wouldn't go there either day or night Beryl :) - Thank you for reading :) - hugs
Poet Avatar
January 3, 2025 at 1:57 PM
Anne Lise, this is such a terrifying poem with a scary subject matter! My dear friend, your writing is amazing!
Andresen Avatar
January 4, 2025 at 12:20 PM
- I wouldn't walk alone in this forest, Las :) - Thank you very much for the lovely comment :) - hugs
Goldsmith Avatar
January 3, 2025 at 9:57 AM
What a write/picture you have here. I enjoyed reading this. "Good Luck" Hugs... Have A Blessed New Year 2025 writing away.................
Andresen Avatar
January 4, 2025 at 12:18 PM
- Glad you enjoy my poem, Paula - Thank you very much :) - hugs
Narain Avatar
January 3, 2025 at 9:53 AM
From nice summer auroras to frightening winter nights, a great contrast. Nice poem.
Andresen Avatar
January 4, 2025 at 12:17 PM
- Summer nights are long gone, Jay... here it is the darkness that writes the rules... thanks for your comment :) - hugs
DiMino Avatar
January 3, 2025 at 9:09 AM
"with bloody iron teeth. Whispering shadows collapse," -- Wow blood chilling image. "Uncontrollable shaking, the night filled me with dread." I hear you...and yet this is when we do most of our writing, both good and bad. The night a complicated beast. Blessings my friend. Great writing!
Andresen Avatar
January 4, 2025 at 12:15 PM
- Demons in the dark should be respected, Joe - Thank you for reading :) - hugs
Rodrigues Avatar
January 3, 2025 at 8:42 AM
Powerful and frightening images of the night!
Andresen Avatar
January 4, 2025 at 12:13 PM
- Secrets of the Darkness... many thanks, Kim :) - hugs
M  Avatar
January 3, 2025 at 7:15 AM
Wow Sunshine what a scary haunting poem….chills material Ha! Wonderfully well written my lovely friend! Debx
Andresen Avatar
January 4, 2025 at 12:12 PM
- Thank you very much for your positive comment, Deb :) - hugs
Cunningham Avatar
January 3, 2025 at 6:46 AM
Quite a forboding verse Anne Lise, they're quite spooky even in daytime, you never know what's lurking behind the trees. Enjoy your weekend. Tom
Cunningham Avatar
January 3, 2025 at 1:21 PM
Oh no, there are some weird people about.
Andresen Avatar
January 3, 2025 at 7:21 AM
- Many years ago, a naked man behind a tree in the forest... jumped forward onto the path - in broad daylight... - Happy weekend, Tom :) - hugs
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