Life`s Puzzle

Life is just a puzzle
made up many pieces
interlocking together
as the picture increases

all the different parts
together, make it whole
a photograph of our lives
but are we in control ?

as this puzzle gets larger
new people will appear
building a bigger picture
that's changing every year

for as we grow older
more pieces will be found
to slot into their places
fitting into their surround

for this puzzle never ends
each piece is so unique
it`s the story of our lives
and shrouded in mystique

© Lissie Bull 2014
image by shutter-shooter-Deviantart

I was reading some Nursery Rhymes to a friend`s daughter  and she loved Little Miss Riding Hood.  She asked me to write a version for her.  This is the result and I`m pleased to say little Katie loved it !



Little Miss Red...!

Little Miss Red
got up out of bed
to go and visit her gran

picked up her coat
and a five pound note
runs out of her caravan

through the dark wood
dressed in her red hood
her basket on her arm

feels someone is there
sees a fox, what a scare !
but she`d never come to harm

for in her pocket
found next to her Locket
she carries a small pistol 

if he comes too near
he can join big brown bear
sweeping the streets of Bristol !

so off she skips
a smile on her lips
can`t wait to see her Grandmother

she`ll have such fun
playing out in the sun
best place to be through the summer  !


© Lissie Bull 2016
Image found on pinterest

Wintry Scene 

A deathly silence is felt
across an icy frost 
that covers this land
muffling all of nature 

grass like fur stands 
white against the light
frozen in this moment
all crusted in frost

this wintry scene 
in many hues of greys
covering this earth
causing the air to chill !

© Lissie Bull 2016
photo taken by fallen-cherubim
on Deviantart 

Foggy Journey 

Travelling through country lanes

with fields swathed in mists

as the thick fog descended

an eerie atmosphere exists

Fog oozes across the landscape

decreasing visibility

the countryside loses all colour

for it slows down mobility

Trees take on such ghostly shapes

livestock blends into the background

muffled sensations are felt

throughout the journey there`s no sound

It was as if clouds had landed

covering everything in sight

shrouding all the scenery

as we travelled home through the night!

Got caught in the fog on the way home yesterday, it was so dense and eerie too...

© Lissie Bull 2016

Dear Father......

Strange to hear your voice
for it`s been so many years
I hardly recognised you
brought me so close to tears

for I walked away from you
after you hurt me so bad
I vowed never to return
never to call you my dad !

sadly you made your choice
and it did not include me
so I closed the door on you
wanted everyone to let me be 

then, out of the blue, you called
your voice was weak with age
still not understanding why
I have flown free from your cage

Dad, this maybe hard for you
but it`s even harder for me 
I felt such little emotion 
only sadness, hurt  and pity


© Lissie Bull 2016

Fearsome Dragon and The Young Knight

There was a low grumbling emitted from the cave
outside the entrance were large rocks and many bones
trembling, the young knight stepped forward. his knees knocking
it was so dark in that place and he feared the groans

he knew he had to enter and kill the Dragon
that much was fore told in the book of their great king
but how was he suppose to slay this mighty beast?
with just his sword, he needed to think of something

as he tiptoed forward he heard that sound again
it must be a very angry Dragon in there
the book told of many knights who had gone before
but none had returned alive, he was full of despair

slowly he moved forward, step by step he entered
standing there, he let his eye get use to the dark
he looked around and found many more bones scattered
with a lump in his throat, his quest he had to embark

this young knight started to walk further in the cave
it was very hard to see where he was treading
with his sword in hand he peered around the corner
before him was the dragon, sat on his bedding

the dragon is not as big as he had first thought
large scales and a long tail with a sharp point at the end
its eyes were big and sad as if he`d been crying
the knight was so unsure, should he kill or befriend

feeling in his heart that the dragon wouldn`t hurt him
the knight put down his weapon and smiled at the beast
it nodded its head and sort of smiled back at him
that instant they knew that the hostilities had ceased

from that very moment on, the two were great friends
the dragon showed him the bones were beasts of the wood
the young knight knew he wanted to help the dragon
now he would tell the king that everything was good

so he devised a good plan that would save them both
the knight would slay the dragon and get his reward
the dragon would leave his cave by night and fly off
all would be happy and they would meet up abroad.

the plan worked and all were content for many years
but sadly the truth is that dragons out live knights
so he returned to his cave and resumed his life
reaping mayhem and terror through the winter nights.




I have always been fascinated by knights and dragons and wanted to write a poem about them but with a twist.  I hope you enjoy this one.

© Lissie Poems 2014. 
Image found on www.guildford-dragon.com

Christmas Day

The build up to this special day
with all the usual traditions
will always full me with surprise
I have to set the right conditions 

tree is set in the best position
and presents placed correctly
food prepared and smells fabulous
as family to arrive directly

there`s so much anticipation 
all is done in it`s special way
this Festive season has begun
so let`s enjoy our Christmas Day !


© Lissie Bull 2016

Steve....

....the love of my life and soul mate
though you have left my side in person
in spirit you remain with me all the time
and in my heart and mind, for certain

I miss you cheeky smile and laughter
along with your soft caring voice
being wrapped up in your loving arms
so sad you were taken without a choice

Steve, my true partner in life
we built up our world together
many memories forged in that time
held deep within my heart forever

so as I stand here at your grave
and lay this Christmas wreath here
let us enjoy a tender moment
for I know that you spirit is near


I love you, my darling Steve


® Lissie Bull 2016

Misty Morn

On this cold and frosty morn

with the clouds riding so low

an eerie mist lingers late

sun struggling to glow

Like a foaming sea rolling through

this cold, damp cloud rumbles in

weaving its way amongst buildings

whilst the sky begins to brighten

Our world wrapped up in a blanket

half submerged within thick grey mist

lingering for many an hour

wintry scene that seems to persist

So as the coldest season starts

this bleak weather is here to stay

thus wrap up warm before you go

and make the most of a wintry day

© Lissie Bull 2016

Ho, Ho, Ho !!

As snow lay on the ground

foot prints scattered everywhere

while throngs of shoppers 

search for some Christmas fare

bright lights and cheery music

excitement for the festivities

children`s laughter could be heard

as they pursued fun activities

loud Ho Ho Ho`s were then heard

followed by a jolly man in red

for Father Christmas has arrived

with many gifts upon his sled.

once enthroned in his grotto

handing out gifts to everyone

as he calls children to his side

until his work is almost done

then with a farewell Ho Ho Ho !

Father Christmas rides away

leaving happy children in his wake

wishing all a great Christmas Day !

© Lissie Bull 2016

Silence

Silence is golden
Or so they say
But I see silence
in a different way

silver is the colour 
that I see stronger
Sparkling so bright
Remaining longer

wrapping me up
in my blanket
feeling so cosy
having no regret

peace all around me
knowing that I am fine
safe in the knowledge
that this silence is mine.

© Lissie Bull 2016

Silence


Silence is golden
or so they say
but I see silence
in a silver way

silence is peaceful
shining bright
refreshingly good
sparkling with light

muffling the sounds
all around
so you`re left alone
harmony is found

floating on air
and wondering
whether this will last...
I`m till pondering !

muffling the sounds

all around

so you`re left in peace

harmony is found

© Lissie Bull 2016

As Christmas approaches, my thoughts turn to memories of happy family times.
Though the Angels took you away, mum, you will always be by my side.

Love and miss you always  xXx




Daughter to a Mother...

Standing here by the river
feeling your presence by my side
remembering happy times
you were the best, that can`t be denied                    

these flowers are but an earthly gift
signifying my love for you
for a mother`s love is eternal
and never to be forgotten too

you taught me all I know
though I fought you some of the way
now I am a mother myself
I understand what you tried to say

so as I visit this little haven
the sadness I find so hard to hide
but with your love and support
we`ll celebrate the Christmas tide !

® Lissie Bull 2016

Mister Robin

The muffled silence of this winter garden

sparkling with ice on the laden trees

the festive season is here once again

wild life still thrives even through this freeze

for snow has settled on every surface

paw prints make patterns in the deep crisp snow

there amongst the branches he sits watching

Mister Robin`s bright red waist coat for show

with black beady eyes darting all around

there`s nothing he`ll miss from his world on high

from the fat house cat to the grey pigeon

he`s waiting his supper, he`s so sly !

so glad the festive season`s started

for white powered snow is found everywhere

Mister Robin is perched on my apple tree

looking like a very smart millionaire!             



I remember watching a little red robin in my parents garden, 
It use to sit on the handle of my father`s spade.

 © Lis Bull 2016

True Christmas

On Christmas eve it was so cold

like it was all those years before

as a couple tried to find a room

but they're only offered a stable floor

amongst the hay and ox and ass

the saviour of the world was born

laid in a manger warm and safe

watched over by Mary, `til the morn

there were shepherds in the field

all guarding their flock by night

when a heavenly host appeared

telling them of the child, with delight

leaving to visit the baby

travelling to the little stable

bearing gifts for baby Jesus

showing him love, as they were able

Mary takes this all to her heart

God has told her, he was precious

so as we gather altogether

let`s remember that first Christmas

In this day and age, Christmas seems to be about presents, food, decorations and cards, but that was not how it use to be.  Maybe it`s time to remember the true meaning of Christmas and the birth of baby Jesus.

Merry Christmas to you all !!

© Lissie Bull 2012

Darkness

A bright flickering flame

snuffed out in a second

extinguished light

darkness beckoned 

swirling drifts of smoke

cause a multitude of shapes

stimulates imagination

each moment it escapes

® Lissie Bull 2016

image taken by alejandroCastillo

Life is full of many balloons

floating freely through nature

brightly coloured in the sun

each one we should treasure

® Lissie Bull 2016

Together.....

Each day....

I see you struggle
deeply crushed
in this cancerous grip 
growing weaker
day by day
your life force
draining from you

yet.....

from deep within
a light shines
though dim
it burns defiantly
determined to exist
never giving up
this fight to live

So....

don't forget
I am always here
to help keep
this light alive
for what ever happens
we have each other

so remember

I love you......!

® Lissie Bull 2015

Image found on callchaser.com