Hello Autumn 🧡

I love autumn, all the bright colours on the trees, squirrels burying their store of nuts, along this shorter colder day and warm crackling fireside evenings.  Then there`s harvest Time, Halloween and pumpkin spiced lattes.  The summer is over and now autumn is upon us, the seasons come and go and i`m sure it all happens faster as we grow older!

What does autumn mean to you?

 Autumn's Window

 Summer window is coming to a close

those glorious days in the sun

long walks by the river

paddling in the pool

lazing in the garden

cooking on the barbeque

all these events stay with us

as the window slowly closes

and another one opens

 

autumn is peeping through

bring its warm colours

reds, oranges and yellows

 

once through the window

autumn races around

as the leaves change before our eyes

and the wind knocking them off trees

making them look bare and cold

many fruits and nuts ripen

and the nights start to draw in

autumn dances around

having so much fun

in the setting sun light

 

crisp frosty mornings

cold foggy starts

our breath visible

so need to wrap up warm

 

it won`t be long before Autumn has to go

back through the window again

closing it behind as another one opens

who will be next to peep through?

© Lissie's Poems 2026

I love being challenged to try different styles of poetry and this one was great fun. I really enjoyed reading this series by Toshikazu Kawaguchi

NaPoWriMo

Prompt- challenged to write - without consulting a book I've read - a poem that recounts the plot or some portion of the plot, of a story you remember gaving liked but that you haven't read for a long time.

Before the Coffee Gets Cold

At a  underground Japanese cafe

small ritual coffee ceremony

allowing you back in time

to meet someone you knew

who's been to the cafe

time travelling

back before

coffee's 

cold

(c)  LissiesPoems 2026

 

To end one's life sadly nay seem the a  to some people and their troubled life. It takes them away from their dark place.

Remember, all of us are special, and everyone is worth saving. So always bieve in yourself and don't be afraid to after fir help, its not weakness!

Trapped within my Mind

Oh no, I'm trapped within my own mind,
clambering hard to get back outside
as my world is turning in on me
I'm feeling so close to suicide

this emptiness I find myself in
absorbing my entire existencel

losing these feelings of being wanted

numb from all sound, there`s only silence

cocooned, wrapped up, entombed in this place

trapped in here with no hope of escape
fearful, no restbit, just suffocating
pleading to get out of the landscape

so cold, bleak and unyielding down here
where sounds of water dripping with time
this rhythm is soothing to the heart
I'm here but don`t know what was my crime

I have lots of time to contemplate
to think things through and then understand
how I came to be in this awful place
I know now, I need to take command!

© Lis Bull 2026

Hello Autumn 🍂 

I love autumn, all the bright colours on the trees, squirrels burying their store of nuts. Shorter, colder days and warm crackling fires in the evening.

Harvest time, Halloween and pumpkin spiced lattes, scarves, hats and waterproof shoes.  

What does autumn mean to you?

Start of Autumn

With September rumblings
autumn`s now on its way

warmth slowly leaving the sun
cold blue skies here to stay

shorter day and longer night

colourful dawns and sunset hues

and weather is unpredictable

time to find waterproof shoes

bright colours on the trees
they`re changing their attire
orange, reds and yellows
warm summer can now retire

crunchiness felt under foot
and a strong bite in the air
wrap up now and stay warm
the season's changing, take care

September's a great month
and marks a change in the year
Mother Nature shares her bounty
for winter will soon be here..

© Lissie`s Poems 2026

 

Meditation

To sit and contemplate

is good for the soul

clearing one's mind

of all that's unnecessary

feeling uplifted

rejuvenated

whether sat cross legged

or comfortably on a chair

as long as it helps

who cares

lilting soft music

a gentle beat

panpipes

or sweet silence

Does it matter?

the steady rhythm of walking

can calm the mind

send you into a trance

gentle beating of the march

is this still meditation

yet for some

moving a warm disc

metaphorically 

with the power of the mind

around the body

warming along its route

channelling the mind

does this work 

There are as many ways

to meditate

as there are different

cultures.....

that all work the mind

thus calming the soul!

© Lissies Poems 2026

Watching the Lake

Loud honks heard from the sky

as a flock of geese land on the path

giving as impression of authority

 keep clear or you'll feel their wrath

see them all standing in a line

as each one surveys across the lake

they look so smart and confident

as this gaggle of geese claim their stake

dressed in their matching livery 

of  black and brown with white chinstrap

holding their head up straight and high

all they need now is a fancy cap!

as these beautiful birds stop by yearly

bringing a smile and joy to my heart

staying while summer spreads its wings

until its autumn, then it`s time to depart

(C) Lissie`s Poems 2026

Autumn`s  Fashion Show!

Mother nature has a new wardrobe

with tantalising hints of fiery colours

lots of splashes of oranges and yellows 

mixed with reds and browns as well

some trees even wear some accessories 

round spikey conker earrings are spied

smooth acorns with their sweet little caps

not forgetting different arrays of berries 

walking through trees of many colours

uplifts the soul and fills the heart with joy

come, breath in all the sights and aromas 

and enjoy all that autumn has to offer

(C) Lissie`s Poems 2026

I love being inspired to write and it always amazes me where the inspiration will appear too. I came across an image by Mikkolagerstedt title "Shipwreck"  It`s such a powerful photo and this is the poem.   Hope you like it.

A Ship`s Death

Becalmed on a mirrored ocean

it`s working days have ceased

sliding slowing into the depths

sent to the grave by Neptune`s priest

It`s stern still raised to the sky

such a worthy fisherman`s friend

along with its tall straight mast

its defiant and proud to the end 

all the rigging can clearly be seen

against the backdrop of the sky

aerial, wheelhouse and railings

visible to the naked eye

the death of the hard worked ship

proves to be a sad day for all

seen sinking down into the depths

leaves memories that one can recall

® Lissie Bull 2015