Liars....

Lies catch me out

creep up and bite me

when I least

expect it....

stand before me

unflinchingly

with pleading eyes

so sincere...
yet
your eyes lie to me
hurt me deeply
never a care
no remorse shown
as all of these are
for their own means
so hateful
deceitful
lies breed lies
hides the truth
always there
never ending.....


© Lissie Bull 2015

Warm love..

Through these cold times

frozen ink is warmed

by the love that's found

deep within my heart

                                           © Lissie Bull 2015

Stilted Pathway!

By the blue lagoon waters

a stilted pathway is spied

meandering in its way
like a stumbling drunkard
on his journey home
across this serene bay

In these turquoise waters
each wooden post sunk deep
holding firm against the tide
and steadfast in its path
damp under our feet
 drawing us to the far side.

Seeing these tree posts
like fossels from the past
standing proud of the surface
enabling us to venture
safely across the bay
there's mystery in the place



© Lissie Bull 2014

Imaged titled " So close...So very close......But " 
taken by Oli-one and found on DeviantArt.

The Prisoners of War!

Standing there behind the wire fence
Staring at their cold hearted guards
Dressed in old dirty rags, they watch
knowing their demise is on the cards

Bare footed they have trudged along
Wandering how long until their death
They`ve existed through this hell hole
Just waiting to take their last breath

They hadn`t done anything wrong
Caught up in these terrible things
But now they were going to die
These were chains around them, not strings!

The silence is pierced by a scream
Followed quickly by a gun shot
Then all went quiet once again
Not just shocked, they were all distraught

But their guards did not seem bothered
They just carried on as usual
Some lit up smokes to keep going
Others stood around all casual

No one knew who`d be the next one
As they shuffled forward again
Was this violence necessary?
They were all going to be slain

Rat-a-tat-tat silence is broken
The whole area exploding
Gun fire, men running, confusion
There`s a feeling of foreboding

Then out of the blue there comes help
Some blankets and a caring hand
After the guards are defeated
They`re led away from this bad land

All the memories of that war camp
Have changed their outlook as a whole
The friends that were lost for ever
Embedded deep within each soul


Remembering the  "Holocaust" on this anniversary.
27th January 2013

© Lissie Bull 2013                

Let my pen flow...

free to roam across the page

painting pictures from my heart

hinder it not......

for it's life force flows from the soul!

© Lissie Bull 2015

Mornings

Bright lights shining through my curtains

The whole sky full of vibrant hues

Birds chirping with the dawn`s chorus

I`m laying here, just wanting to snooze.

The colours of the sky have changed now

Awakening to the full rays of the sun

I am ready for what is thrown at me

Hope it`s full of laughter and fun.

My daffodils are flowering in the kitchen

My tulips are blooming in the front yard

The sun beats down upon my shoulders

The garden`s looking just like a postcard.

Sweet aroma of fresh coffee fills the air

The crunch of toast as I sit and eat

The morning paper rests beside me

My start of the day is now complete.

© Lissie Bull 2012 

I thought tonight I would share with you he first poem I posted on my blog on 9th March 2012.
It's amazing to see how much my poetry has developed.

Chosen Path

I thought
I could trust you
let you see
my inner feelings
yet now I know
you couldn't care less

I wasn't important
not worthy
you believed you better
above the rest
you'd been blessed
for a higher path......

I can not believe
you could be so cruel
take my dignity
trample over me
disrespectfully
then walk away

How I resent you
see you for real
who you really are
bitter, selfish
that you've become
not the man I knew.....


© Lissie Bull 2015

Roses for my love

Roses symbolize such passion

these precious gifts we hold so dear

a token of my affection

makes me want to keep you so near

over time it begins to open

this rose comes into it`s glory

releasing such luscious sweet scent

infusing us in our story

securely protected by sharp thorns

these flowers are as safe as you

I would defend you to the end

to be happy our whole life through

even after this rose has gone

it`s image is there in the heart

to remind us of our true love

so that we`ll never be apart

these roses are given as a token

with petrals so bright and luscious

symbolizing the love between us

for to me, you are so precious

® Lissie Bull 2015

Love

A rose is a symbol of eternity

to be held in a tender heart 

for without true love

there is no rhyme or reason 

                                            © Lissie Bull 2015

Valentine`s Day

Here`s a lovely Valentine`s Day Gift

A framed poem with a hand crochet flower

for the one you love.

Message me to order one for your special someone ! 

                                                                                                                            © Lissie Bull 2015

My Grandmother

A grandmother is a wonderful woman

such a combination of warmth and kindness

laughter, love and cuddles always

with a bed time stories full of tenderness

A grandmother has the wisdom of a teacher

memories gathered over many years

someone to admire, look up to with respect
always supportive with smiles and cheers

A grandmother is someone that's loved so much
as she's a mother with lots of knowledge
for experience from life has molded her
into a wonderful person, who's there to encourage

My grandmother has always been there for me
helped me through life from childhood to mother
she may not be here now, but this I can say
loved her dearly, there can never be another!


© Lissie Bull 2015

Mum, you may no be by my side right now
but you will always be in my heart
though it's been four year since we lost you
I know we'll never really be apart.

Miss you mum !

© Lissie Bull 2015




Written on the anniversary of my mum's death.

Music

music be the food of love

life force that keeps you well

feel the beat flowing through you

as you`re caught up in it`s spell

                                                                        © Lissie Bull 2015

Image by Healtheworldhroughmusic.com

Independence

Though you are a man
physically speaking
there is still a child inside
emotionally screaming
tearing you apart from within

Independence needed
maybe not an option
leads to frustration
in all walks of life
ripping at your very soul

Capability questionable
wanting to live your own life
that first leap of faith
real or imaginary
cutting the umbilical cord

We all go through this
at least once in our lives
leaving the safety of home
choosing our own pathway
standing on your own two feet!

© Lissie Bull 2015

Visions from the soul

                                                          

                                                  Through the sands of time

                                                             a picture
                                                                     is slowly forming

                            emerging 
                  gently in to sight

                                                            an image formed
                                                                          from the heart

                                                                       as colours become
                                                                                   brighter

                                                           tones deepening as it develops

                                                                   these emotions
                                                                                   grow stronger

                                                          the soul want to be seen

                                                                     this new beautifully versed

                                                                  picturesque
                                                    piece of poetry

                                            hues of many relaxing tones

                                                                           passionately painted
                                                                        with love

  © Lissie Bull 2015

Time on my Hands

My life ticking on
marking out the hours
running through my fingers
like the sands of time

signaling dawn to dusk
with minutes marching on
hands rotating round
my illuminated dial

held in my palm
cradled so securely
 chain anchors time down
to my own life line

so ticking on by
seconds, minutes, hours
measuring all my days
that then turns to years


      © Lissie Bull 2015



Image titled "It is high time"
by ShiroDesign and found on Deviant`art

Memories from my Sofa

While curled up on my sofa
on this cold and frosty night
thoughts of you upon my mind
so fills my heart with delight

Missing you at this time of year
the house is far to quiet
so want to hear your laughter
while you're causing a riot!

Its the little things I miss
since angels came and took you
for they took a piece of my heart
and left me feeling so blue

As I sit and remember
of all the great times we had
my heart is filled much proud
and then I don't feel so bad

I know we'll be together
when the angels come for me
until then I have our kids
and they'll keep me company !


 Lissie Bull 2015

Through the veil of steam  
from my hot coffee
my pen flows freely
allowing me
to paint with my words


© Lissie Bull 2015

Winter Warmth

Swirls of steam

sweet aroma 

warm invite

from the cold

frozen winter

cold hands

fire roaring

curled up snug

cuddling my cup

of hot coffee

topped with cream

and sprinkles

so tasty

and nibbling 

on chocolate

in the warmth...

shut out winter

all wrapped up

by the fire

another chocolate

is most welcome!

                                                                                                                   © Lissie Bull 2015

Image titled Autumnal Warmth
taken by FredyHannover and found on DeviantArt

Two Shiny Eyes

Two shiny eyes visible

through the swirling misty night

one reflected above the other

with the horizon in between

this brooding beast at rest

residing in its paradise

slumbering in this peaceful spot

just the sound of lapping water

undulating across the bay

this black and white atmosphere

so let this sleeping creature

rest on in its paradise

for as these eyes slowly close

passing on through the nightly arc

as darkness will slowly falls 

so as these two shiny eyes close

this slumbering beast lays still

asleep in its paradise.

© Lissie Bull 2015

New triple wooden framed set of poems..

The are a themed set on treasures, remembering  and mysteries.

All written by myself  and can be found on this blog

Lissie 

Questions

How can you trust someone

               when all they do is lie

How can you love someone

                                       when they slam the door in your face

When do you stop forgiving

                            even though they never change

  When can you move forward

           if they just walk away

 Life is hard enough                

        without all this hate

    Why can`t we live in harmony

                      and grow closer every day?


© Lissie Bull 2015

Here`s my Butterflies Poem all framed up and ready for sale

I thinks they work very well together

What do you thinks?

Lissie 

Ocean Tranquility

Across this tranquil ocean
a wooden slatted walk way
stretching to the horizon
just above the surface
enticing me to roam
over these vast clear waters

though so rickety and old
I need to follow my heart
so with each tentive step
I move forward slowly
feeling the sun on my face
under this bright blue sky.!

each of these planks of wood
creaking under my feet
moaning as I walk on by
as I make my way slowly
across this beautiful bay
waters undulating beneath!

as I continue to walk
marine life swims close by
no idea what I will find
what mysteries lie before me?
to walk across this peaceful bay
amongst ocean tranquility


© Lissie Bull 2015


Image titled " On the path "  
taken by Louise Schwartzberg and found on DeviantArt.

Frog`s Eyes


on shimmering surface
with ripples passing by
reflecting many colours
from sun bright in the sky

peeping through the water
it was really a surprise
watching out for it`s meal
there`s a large pair of eyes

twas only for a moment
but I watched as it near`d
colours, green, white and blue
this amphibian appear`d

the swelling of its throat
was such an awesome sight
raising its head gave a croak
its eyes catching the light

for this dear handsome frog
who has gently touched my heart,
leaping at a winged beast
does splash down and then depart



© Lissie Bull 2014 All rights reserved

Photo by aleexdee  entitled "Green frog"  Found on DeviantArt

Meandering life force

Standing alone

watching the flow

deep in the valley

meandering below

feeling the breeze

across my face

whispering secrets

of this sacred place

the ancients are here

standing by my side

guiding my life

filling me with pride

my future is assured
I know where I`m going
Though I have my past
happiness is growing

looking on down the valley
upon this awesome river
brings forth much goodness
with it`s roll as life giver!

to stand up here and watch
 the world pass on by
the ancients are with us
watching from on high


© Lissie Bull 2015

Image found on Geography.ribbweb.

A life time

Though all the tides of time

Can be seem in his face

His thick leathery skin

Show`s he had a hard race

Tired sad hazel eyes

That have seen many a sight

Still with a twinkle in them

Because he knows he`s right

Tight tanned skin over his cheeks

Hides black lines under his eye

For he has seen many things

That`s toughened him, made him wise

His lips are pale and thin

But his smile`s so sincere

He has many a tale to tell

That you should sit and hear

His people have been through much

Their journey has been long

Throughout it they`ve stood tall

A race that is so strong

He may not run around

Or shout and cuss like us

Life means everything to him

Just love him, don`t make a fuss.

I was looking at The National Geographical and there was an article about Native Indians of America.  It was fascinating and it got me thinking about their out look on life and our perception of them. What they have been through and seen and how that effects them.

© Lissie Bull 2013

My Coffee Moment......!

Watching the steam
twist and turn
slowly rising
patterns forming
changing all the time
mesmerizing me...!

bitter sweet taste
playing on my tongue
with each sip taken,
seeing its decoration
sink slowly to the bottom
of my coffee cup

feeling the warmth
deep down inside
this coffee aroma
relaxes away the stress
can't beat a great latte
along with good company...!


© Lissie Bull 2015

Tidal Walk

The roar of the sea

crashing over the sand

walking along the edge

miss holding your hand

for we took to the beach

as the sun was just setting

following the tidal walk

this, I`m never forgetting

searching for gifts from the sea

the spray of the ocean

felt on our faces as we were

watching the sea`s motion

the ebb and flow of movement

feels so tranquil to the soul

with rhythmic waves rolling in

we`re left to feel contently whole

as streaks of bright colours

are seen across the sky

mirrored on the seas surface

while the sun dips with a sigh

on the evening tidal walk

I still feel you close to me

memories, they`re important

for this is where we were happy...!

© Lissie Bull  2015

A Ship`s Death

Becalm 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

Imaged titled "Shipwreck" taken by MikkoLagerstedt and found on DeviantArt

                                            Hopes....

                       My hopes for you 
                                          that you discover
              the love of a special partner
                             joys of true friendship
                                        courage and luck in life
                          that enable your dreams to come true.


                                                                   © Lissie Bull 2015

                                                                             

I am determined to be able to write some of my poems out

using calligraphy.  It blends itself together very well.

Here is my latest attempt.

What do you think ?

please let me know...thanks 

Lissie

Wintry Tree

A solitary tree stands in silence

Under a bright blue wintry sky

Branches that were once wrapped in green

Now stand out with snow piled high

So white against the snarled bark

Snow crystallised, an eerie sight

A thick blanket covers the landscape

Glistening in the sun shine bright

Cotton wool covered tree trunks

Standing in a line at the edge of the fields

Nature tucked up in its warm covers

Like soldiers protecting with their shields

Muffled silence from the snow fall

Most creatures hibernating now

Only venturing out when needed

Racing through old furrows from the plough

So as we stand and admire

This ancient tree still stands here

All dressed in its wintry coat

But round the corner spring will appear!

Inspired by a photo from my friend  John titled " Wintry Tree Scape"

Thank you John

® Lissie Bull 2013

China and Pearls

In the silence of this moment
memories treasured
time moves on slowly
with each hour of the day
sounds of sweet melody
in shade from the pear tree
whilst all dress up in pearls
for our afternoon tea
tunes running through my head
of a bygone era
as we danced through the tulips
on a long summer`s day
the clink of the china
along with twittering birds
these were the heady times
that will never be forgotten....!


© Lissie  Bull 2015



Image entitled Arabesque taken by Venesmir

                            May your path through life
                                        be bright with cherry blossom
                     filled with sweet bird songs
                                                  that you can share with others.



                                                                            © Lissie Bull  2015
                                                   
                                                

Heart amongst the Stars

This special heart
surrounded by stars
sparkling in the light
for all to see and love
this special heart of mine
holding sweet memories
of happy days gone by
deep within our souls
red heart and silver stars
shimmering in the air
tranquil beauties
spreading love to all

© Lissie  Bull 2015


Image entitled " Follow your heart and your dreams will come true" 
by DragonflyAndromeda  and found on DeviantArt

Thought I would repost this wintry poem!


Wintry Morning..

I get out of bed and ready
Outside it`s cold and crispy
Wrapped up in coat and scarf
With gloves and keys in hand
The car is covered in ice
Encased in a layer of white
There`s scraping to be done!
It takes some time to clear
With billowing clouds of breath
The chore is now complete
Engine roaring, heater blowing
All strapped in for the ride
The car is steaming up!
It`s now time to set off
And explore the wintery world

I have had to get up early this weekend, and found the car all frozen over, fun and games to clear it, before we are able to drive off !!


© Lissie Bull 2012

Little cloths of my line....

On this sunny afternoon

all pegged up in my cloths line 

a row of bright coloured tops

in warm sun light, look's so fine

for these are awesome peg bags

so pretty and all handmade

flags, flowers and vivid patterns

all hanging there on parade

each one is a work of art

crisp and fresh for all to see

these my sweet little peg bags

so proud they`re made by me..!

© Lis Bull 2013


Inspired by Maytree Crafts cover picture

Abandoned......

defenseless, to roam through the desert
parched in the arid heat
struggling from dehydration
step by painful step
in this vast sand dunes plain......

© Lissie Bull 2014

A year In Rhyme

January was cold and wet
Can`t believe it`s a new year
So much here to celebrate
Let`s start it off with a cheer

February is much the same
Though there was Valentine`s day
Mother earth is waking up
Which means spring is on its way

March is the month for Easter
Where spring should now appear
Away with the winter blues
An egg hunt is happening here

April is the month for fools
Sill pranks are all around
Puts a smile upon your face
For there`s happiness abound

May dances in with such flair
Songs and merriment too
Farm hands are working so hard
As crops begin to peep through

June then leaps in with flowers
As the garden`s in full bloom
It`s great to welcome summer
Lazy times here we assume

July can be a stressful month
Exams are now in full swing
Soon there`ll be the holidays
And beach boys will then be king

August brings hot summer days
Six weeks off from all the schools
Foreign travel to distant parts
Barbecues and swimming pools

September hails term again
It`s back to education
Though the weather is still warm
After that great vacation!

October and now autumn`s here
The nights are getting shorter
Reds, oranges and yellows
We`re into the fourth quarter

November means fire works
And Remembrance Sunday too
The trees are stripped of their leaves
And Jack Frost has skipped on through

December brings in winter
It has been an awesome year
Merry Christmas one and all
Hope the next is full of cheer!!

Happy New Year

© Lissie Bull 2013


Thought I would re post this poem as its the start of another new year....
hope this one is a great year for all!