Thursday, 27 July 2017

Nature plays tricks.....!

so the sun descends
creating wondrous colours
splashing across the sky
painting the horizon

through the light of the sun
all is silhouetted
causing different shapes
to flutter in the breeze

a long slender stem
it`s branches spread out wide
black against the setting sun
dwarfing the evening scene

as the sun disappears
its path leave such colours
from this tender angle
this stem is really grass

© Lissie Bull 2017
image taken by bluesgrass on DeviantArt

Wednesday, 26 July 2017

The hide-a-way

There`s a kitten shaped hole in my wall
two small cosy circles side by side
just the right size and shape for a snooze
some where to snuggle up in and hide

nestled with this spot, a kitten sleeps
body touching the back of the hole
as its paws over lap the edges
tugs at my heart watching this cute soul

the sun shines brightly across the wall
though kitten is sheltered in the shade
four white feet bobbing in the sun shine
it`s all tired our after kitten`s played

with this kitten hideout, purpose built
for a creature that so needs to sleep
laid hidden from every ones view
sleeps soundly but can always peep!

Kittens and cats sleep where they feel safe and comfy......

© Lis Bull 2014
image found on pinterest

Monday, 24 July 2017

Pulsing heart held in limbo
deeply felt within this stone
passion radiating through
cradled in a rock like bone

this burning nucleus of life
trapped deep inside it's cold tomb
strata laid down through the years
forever in this place consumed

 © Lissie Bull 2017

Life Words

After losing my husband to cancer nearly ten years ago,  I found I couldn't talk to anyone, I froze and turned in on myself.   However, I was lucky enough to meet someone who felt that maybe writing down my emotions and feelings would help me to cope with the bereavement and let me open up and express myself.

So I took up my pen and started writing, all my emotions, feelings, my anger, my regrets and me fears for the future.  Through all this, I began to see some light at the end of the tunnel, a sort of salvation.   My poetry grew as I started to feel a little more confident.

Over the next few years, I was able to smile again,  even laugh. I was also able to help my children, understand what they were going through and start to be a mother again.

As poetry helped me and my family,  I would love to help others who have been through or are going through the same experiences, emotions and deep sorrow.  Let them find the joy of expression through the written words that flow from their heart and soul.

After much thought and pondering, I have decided that I would love to start a group to help bereaved people,  guide them and help them to pick up a pen and write down their emotions, fears, sorrows and even their wishes for the future.

Therefore I hope to apply for a grant to set up a charity that will be available to help people, when they are at their lowest point and unable to express their inner most feelings while they are going through a bereavement.  

If anyone has any advice or knowledge about applying for grants or setting up a charity, I would be really grateful for your help.

Many thanks


Time for bed.....

Good night, sweet dreams
the weekend is over
Monday`s around the corner
a new day to discover !!

© Lissie Bull 2017

Sunday, 23 July 2017

Her hand...

Pale skin, soft to the touch
with long elegant fingers
that caress so sensually
her hand tenderly lingers

© Lissie Bull 2017

Saturday, 22 July 2017


little green caterpillar
crawling about so slow
munching on the leaves
everywhere it can go

this little caterpillar`s
looking for somewhere to sleep
please take him home with you
to be your friend to keep

© Lissie Bull 2017