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- Peace, Love, and Gods Greatest Gift -




The mellifluous musical tones of the village bells

Echoing chimes over the cold snowcapped mountains

Both finding their way to people in the valley below

Christmas songs — let your spirit sing freely and loudly

Welcoming the Birth of Our Savior and Baby King

Who so charms the Angels on High and God Himself

On this night, The Star was so beautiful, clear, and shiny

Crisp and so crystal-bright, centered above and beyond

Reflecting now the Lord God’s most divine and holy light

There is real magic in the night air as Heaven rejoices aloud

The child and the infant’s divine soul breathe life now intently

Fulfilling truly God’s very promise and His hope to Mankind

Keep this Christmas spirit — share it with others near and far

Grace filled with good tidings as we dance on wings of joy

We all now celebrate in great happiness, love, and kindness

Christmas is forever — and you must never ever close this door

Faith always enters, carrying His guiding torch high and proud

And encouraging Man every step of the way on his long journey

Even in a simple cradle where the Baby Jesus so innocently lay

Heaven doth bathe His cradle with the warmest rays of divine light

Bespeaking the heavenly beauty, joy, and wonder of Our Savior

Amazing peace makes a lovely gift, I wish for all of us to have

As new life blossoms, wrapped in petals of an immaculate heart

God’s holy blessing, love, and intention are clear for all to see

That Holy Night the Angels entire sang mirthfully on Christmas Eve

Praising Almighty Lord God in Heaven on the birth of His only son

The Angels’ paeans echoed in their divine beauty across the Universe

To bring peace now, glowing with your love, is His divine intention

Rejoicing in God’s Greatest Gift to Mankind who was born in a manger

Destined to become Our Most Holy and Divine Savior — Amen! Amen!






Anne-Lise Andresen, Liam McDaid, and Gary Bateman
A Collaborated Poem, Copyright © All Rights Reserved
December 1, 2015 (Unrhymed Tercet)

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- Sparkling Blossoms In One Star -


My dearest orchid 
Eastern flower of divine beauty
You whisper my name raising the spirit high

Jasmine sweetly kissing air 
In one breath of your aroma 
Drifting thoughts sail over the moon

Wrapped in your passion calling me yours
No matter what may come our way
You own this heart skipping beat 

Dreaming in your starlight
Touched by the dew teardrops of night
Destiny leaves footprints

Purity of truths heart
Sweet miracle of love
I know there is an angel watching over us

Daydreams walking into the clouds 
Hold eve to the late kiss 
This soulful sanctuary sings enchanting heartbeats 

Embracing this Heavenly dream  
Discovering a newborn Kingdom
Always drying your tears reborn beautiful beams







(unrhymed tercets) 
A Collaborated write by
Anne-Lise Andresen, and Liam Mc Daid

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- Fight With Dragons And Wolves -


Take me into the realm of your midnight dreams awakening sleep 
Bring us to a higher level far away from misery and despair
Where waves through oceans are kissed by a salted breeze blowing 

A place where mind can fly upon strong waves, straight lines on white sheets
Trembling currents grasp one breathless moment holding time 
No one will not lead us, even if it blows up to storm force gale 

Circle of twilight's halo under magic spells cast breathing fire starbursts 
Stars living on self produced energy under horizon's steps forward 
A mirror reflection of a faraway kingdom reflecting of the sun 

Faced with light internally stored faithful mercy yields 
We call life a mystery unforgettable the words of faith, hope and love
Crowning angels you came before me a queen 

Defeating the dragons and fighting wolves from preying sacrifice 
We find a personal point of common ground held in between world's 
Viewing life as the canvas we paint upon our memories 










29.04.2017
(Unrhymed tercets)
A Collaborated Poem 
Anne-Lise Andresen and Liam Mc Daid
Copyright © All Rights Reserved

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Comin' Hame - Coming Home -Scottish Dialect

A angry sky, as cauld as Loch Lomon'
fair drew me out from cot o' peat, an' bed.
The wolves wus wailin', an' thund'r respond'd
Ah gather'd tam, me tartan, an' dug Red.
To  'orse ah took an' found the 'erd sam 'urt. 
The 'ungry wolves 'ad already fed. 
Inta the bi'er blaw, the rill ah skirt 
thro braes a white, t'ward ham an' fire burnin'
the bleatin' sheep, the 'orse an' ah alert.
We wud mak it hame, stomaches churnin'
O smell the peat fire on the wild wind now,
'ear the cows faint distant ca', a lowin'
'erself wud know, we'r near ta the brow.
Noo, we 'ad beat the storm hame, an' kep' me vow.



Dedicated to Jimbo Goff & James Fraser
and the spirit of Robin Burns

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Peace, Love, and God's Greatest Gift

Peace, Love, and God’s Greatest Gift

The mellifluous musical tones of the village bells
Echoing chimes over the cold snowcapped mountains
Both finding their way to people in the valley below

Christmas songs—let your spirit sing freely and loudly
Welcoming the Birth of Our Savior and Baby King
Who so charms the Angels on High and God Himself

On this night, The Star was so beautiful, clear, and shiny
Crisp and so crystal-bright, centered above and beyond
Reflecting now the Lord God’s most divine and holy light

There is real magic in the night air as Heaven rejoices aloud
The child and the infant’s divine soul breathe life now intently
Fulfilling truly God’s very promise and His hope to Mankind 

Keep this Christmas spirit—share it with others near and far
Grace filled with good tidings as we dance on wings of joy
We all now celebrate in great happiness, love, and kindness

Christmas is forever—and you must never ever close this door
Faith always enters, carrying His guiding torch high and proud
And encouraging Man every step of the way on his long journey

Even in a simple cradle where the Baby Jesus so innocently lay
Heaven doth bathe His cradle with the warmest rays of divine light
Bespeaking the heavenly beauty, joy, and wonder of Our Savior

Amazing peace makes a lovely gift, I wish for all of us to have
As new life blossoms, wrapped in petals of an immaculate heart
God’s holy blessing, love, and intention are clear for all to see 

That Holy Night the Angels entire sang mirthfully on Christmas Eve
Praising Almighty Lord God in Heaven on the birth of His only son
The Angels’ paeans echoed in their divine beauty across the Universe 

To bring peace now, glowing with your love, is His divine intention 
Rejoicing in God’s Greatest Gift to Mankind who was born in a manger
Destined to become Our Most Holy and Divine Savior—Amen! Amen!

Anne-Lise Andresen, Liam McDaid, and Gary Bateman
A Collaborated Poem, Copyright © All Rights Reserved
December 1, 2015 (Unrhymed Tercet)

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Dreaming of Nature's Love So Rare

Standing looking across sweeping thoughts and hopes 
alone crying into distant faraway hills and valleys  
dreaming I saw before me a big white puff of smoke 

Drifting low circling from out of chimneys pots high 
slowly moving creeps inner vision dancing with me 
candy floss happily towards the glen sweet aroma scent

Scenting turf fires the nostrils with wild scent upon air as
a sun melting her warm fingers into one's back soothing 
pure in a baby blue clear sky setting, rising high feelings 

Upon a cool caressing Autumn breeze Mother Nature
arrives with songbirds singing sweet clearly with echoes 
and most beautiful tunes carried ever so gently in the air 

Within a quite stillness silently whispers gasp and cry
splitting down the middle a teardrop falls always slowly
in love with this forever dream, and to the end sighs

Standing on the edge of a pretty crystal cool blue pond
while watching the presence of beautiful fairy elves
and their most wonderful laughs and smiles so ever true

Smelling the wonderful aroma of pure mountain air
with that assured feeling the all is fresh, crisp, real
and flowers, plants, and grass talking to one another

Dreaming many perfect dreams of mermaids sitting
grouped in a green water pool at the waterfall’s edge
and sensing their joy, beauty, laughter, and smiles

This is what dreams are made of as we sense and see
most wondrous things and objects of perfect symmetry
as we feel mountain rain and a most delicious soft wind

Mother Nature and her magical world of treasures and
such beauty indeed make all gods of centuries past and
present stand up and applaud graciously our Dreaming One 

Gary Bateman and Liam McDaid – A Collaborated Poem, 
Copyright © All Rights Reserved (November 20, 2014) 
(Terza Rima in Unrhymed Tercet poetic format)

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- A Vision Through Snow Crystals -


A snowflake always spells unique in words 
Frozen songs from heaven 
Melting into the heart 

Stunning winter kisses warm
My passion is deep,rooted
flowing through the heart

Rolling out a carpet of divine purity 
What better way to rest easy 
Soft white footprints remain

In the snow you’ve made
Where an angel dances
In a vision of beauty

Warmly upon the breath
Floating on the wave of love
Silver dancing ice breaks 

This soul can now reach Heaven
I melt into your snowflake 
A winter rose is born

Blown forever silken sparkles kiss
Into one beauty of a starlight vision
On me so deeply inside purity and happiness blooms 





26.12.2015
(unrhymed tercets) 
A Collaborated write by
Anne-Lise Andresen, and Liam Mc Daid

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Comparison between Byron and me on Francesca

I was pushed to write this comparison after reading the poem on Byron by the souper poet Gary Bateman.
Wandering on internet I found the Byron's version of Francesca's words in CANTO V of Dante's Hell and I was curious to compare his translation with mine. I was astonished by the fact that while apparently both Byron and me were trying to reproduce the original sound of verses and to obey the rhyme rules, the two compositions have no one rhyme coincident in any terzine. So I report here the two versions, mine in italics and Byron's in bold (as obvious, being more important). Francesca tells hers story with the following words:

The land where I was born and had my breed
Is close to sea there where Po river falls
To stay behind with effluents to lead.

The Land where I was born sits by the Seas
Upon that shore to which the Po descends,
With all his followers, in search of peace.

Love, which the gentle heart rapidly calls
Strong captured him about the body nice
Got out of me, and way offense recalls.

Love, which the gentle heart soon apprehends,
Seized him for the fair person which was ta’en
From me, and me even yet the mode offends.

Love, which does not let lovers to entice,
Took me for him so strongly pleasure lust
That, as you see, still here cannot decease.

Love, who to none beloved to love again
Remits, seized me with wish to please, so strong,
That, as thou see’st, yet, yet it doth remain.

Love then led both us to a death cussed.
Caina expects whom our lives turned out”.
These words by them were proffered to us just.

Love to one death conducted us along,
But Caina waits for him our life who ended:”
These were the accents uttered by her tongue.

When I heard those souls hurted with no doubt,
I bowed my face and moved it so much low,
Until the poet told me: “Which is your thought?”

Since I first listened to these Souls offended,
I bowed my visage, and so kept it till—
“What think’st thou?” said the bard; when I unbended,

Answering, I started: “Sorry I go,
How many sweet thoughts, and how much desire
To such a painful handoff could them throw!”

And recommenced: “Alas! unto such ill
How many sweet thoughts, what strong ecstacies,
Led these their evil fortune to fulfill!”

Then I turned to them and was to enquire,
So I started: ”Francesca, torments yours
My piteous sorrow and cry require.

And then I turned unto their side my eyes,
And said, “Francesca, thy sad destinies
Have made me sorrow till the tears arise.

But say: at time of sweet breaths on your corps,
Which was the cause and which the way love won
So that unfair desires reached your cores?”.

But tell me, in the Season of sweet sighs,
By what and how thy Love to Passion rose,
So as his dim desires to recognize?”

And she to me: “Any worse pain is none
Than recalling now the joyousness time
Being in troubles; your guide knows the dawn.

Then she to me: “The greatest of all woes
Is to remind us of our happy days
In misery, and that thy teacher knows.

But if to understand the deep root prime
Of our love your heart to a such extent,
I will tell my story while crying I’m.

But if to learn our Passion’s first root preys
Upon thy spirit with such Sympathy,
I will do even as he who weeps and says.

We were reading one day with joy intent
Of Lancelot by love under the grip;
We were alone and no suspect we meant.

We read one day for pastime, seated nigh,
Of Lancilot, how Love enchained him too.
We were alone, quite unsuspiciously.

Several times our eyes to joining slip
That reading made, blanching indeed our face;
But only a point then our strength could strip.

But oft our eyes met, and our Cheeks in hue
All o’er discoloured by that reading were;
But one point only wholly us o’erthrew;

When we had read that the lip desired grace
Was kissed indeed by such a lover slap,
This, whom none from me ever will displace,

When we read the long-sighed-for smile of her,
To be thus kissed by such devoted lover,
He, who from me can be divided ne’er,

Kissed my mouth while he was all trembling flap,
Guilty was that book and who wrote it: too
We then could read no more in that day gap”

Kissed my mouth, trembling in the act all over:
Accurséd was the book and he who wrote!
That day no further leaf we did uncover.”

While one of the souls went the story through,
The other cried; so much a mercy led
That I lost senses, like to death me drew

While thus one Spirit told us of their lot,
The other wept, so that with Pity’s thralls
I swooned, as if by Death I had been smote,

And I fell down as falls a body dead.

And fell down even as a dead body falls.

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Triumph of the Soul

As I wandered alone without a task
All around me wild flowers sprang forth
My face a sad contorted mask

Of emotionless strife since birth
My eyelids closed against the day
Enjoying the fall of darkness on my Earth

The sun tried to spread its ray
The sweet smelling fruit kissed my head
As beneath the mighty mango tree I lay

The deep red scars on my heart fled
When a strange melody on my fancy grew
And the balm of stillness on my limbs spread

An unknown peace I soon knew
When the leaves danced with the breeze
The shadows of my life I threw

The butterflies and the bees
On me did comfort heap
That amazingly I found under this tree

My shallow life and forgotten sleep
This wilderness made new
With pleasure my heart started to weep

The grave cares now seemed so few
My life found a new definition
And into the azure sky my soul flew

Best Terza Rima Poems | Poetry

The Best Terza Rima Poems

- Peace, Love, and Gods Greatest Gift -

The Mind's Cornfield

Beauty Kisses The Beast

The Moon, The Swan, The Rose

God's Kind Of Poetry

- Sparkling Blossoms In One Star -

- Fight With Dragons And Wolves -

Pearl of a great price

Darkest Destiny

The Walk of Love

A Heart Lay Broken

Comin' Hame - Coming Home -Scottish Dialect

Peace, Love, and God's Greatest Gift

Together at last

Dreaming of Nature's Love So Rare

Sunflower Rises

The Moon, The Swan, The Rose

- A Vision Through Snow Crystals -

The Sunflower Rises

I feel Love

It's over

- Your Heavenly Touch -

Perfect Diamond

Comparison between Byron and me on Francesca

Triumph of the Soul