Tuesday, 19 September 2017

You left me wonderful memories
filling my heart with pride
and though you`re with the angels
you still walk by my side

© Lissie Bull 2017
image found on elephantjournal.com

Am I a bad driver ?

Its something that's drivers have been known to ask themselves. We drivers are constantly on our guard to drive well and safely at all times.  

Are we travelling at the right speed, signaling when needed. Mirror, signal, manoeuvre !  Is it safe to overtake?  Tiredness kills !  So many signs warning us.

The news is constantly reporting about road deaths, road rage and speeding accidents. So many of these resulting in deaths, not only the perpetrators, but innocent people.

Cars are getting faster and more powerful, yet the roads are more congested, with more cars struggling to get to their destination.   Result .... stress, anger and lateness.  Is this the way to continue or is there an alternative solution ?

Sadly public transport is not much help, doesn't go where you want to, at the time you need it and is so expensive.  Cycling is too dangerous  and not everyone can cycle too.

Am I a bad driver ?       No I'm not !

  Good luck Jon with your new workshop
  may your business grow and grow !

Hammer and Tongs.

May your forge burn well
Your hammer be strong
All metal heat red hot
blacksmithing career be long !

(C)  Lissie Bull 2017

Monday, 18 September 2017

Standing proud on the horizon
a master of all he surveys

handsome, and he knows it
commanding so much praise !

(C) Lissie Bull 2016
image found of pinterest


pounding of fist on palm
goose bumps down my back
knees start to knock together
courage is what I lack

oh the intimidation
as face to face we stand
humiliated in a corner
they`re always in a band

I try to stay out of their way
sadly they seem to find me
in desperation I cry ... 
put me out of this misery

© Lissie Bull 2017

Sunday, 17 September 2017

Old Soldier

The pounding of my heart, deep within my chest
Wow I`m still alive, and know that I`ve been blessed
Had a difficult time, been through the wars
Tough decisions to make,  had to settle some scores
Seen some horrific things, more than I would want
Nightmares run through my head, they will always haunt
Looked death in the face, but I stand before you now
Many wounds need healing, not sure how
All I want is some down time and to chill
For where there`s a way, there`s always a will
Reached the end of the line, no more to roam
This old soldier`s signing off, time to go home!!

© Lis Bull 2013

Saturday, 16 September 2017

I was asked to write a poem about this little rescued dog call Roger.
This is his story and some pictures of him.
Hope you like the poem.

Baby Roger is a 9 month old German Shepherd puppy who was rescued by the awesome folks at Oswego Animal Shelter, Oswego, NY. He was found running down a rural country highway on Easter Sunday night scared, severely emaciated with a choke collar embedded around his neck. He has severe damage to his nose, mouth & jaw from something tied around it for an extended period of time. He was brought to the shelter with a high fever & numerous other injuries. Baby Roger is extremely small for a puppy his age due to the lack of food & nutrition. He is going to need facial reconstruction surgery, in addition to long term care. He has progressing lameness in his hip & rear legs which is being monitored.  Roger has suffered severe emotional trauma which requires extensive specialized training & rehabilitation. Baby Roger will also receive stem cell therapy from Mobile StemCare

Baby Roger 

A sad little puppy
was found on Easter night
weak, abused and scared
it was such an awful sight !

kindly taken in to care
under the wing of hope
given his own name,  Roger
with his injuries, would he cope?

so young at nine months
he was treated really bad
damaged nose, mouth and jaw
such a sorry start he`d had

hip and rear leg lameness
facial surgery needed
his journey will be long
but his call had been heeded

Roger`s future will be hard
but through much love and care
his future holds great hope
with this little Christmas prayer.

© Lissie Bull 2015