Misty Morning

There`s a little track I know
it leads on through the wood
a muddy trail for me to follow
somewhere that feels so good

Just love those misty mornings
as I stroll along the way
where I can think things through
setting me right for that day

When the mists are really thick
the distant trees are shrouded
I can`t see that far ahead
the atmosphere is clouded

Trees like sentries on each side
as if guarding hallowed ground
protecting the woodland path
from the perils all around

As I walk along this track
these misty mornings are best
feeling safe within this wood
for I know that I am blessed


© Lissie Bull 2014

Photo by tvurk found on DeviantArt

But now I feel like hot pokers  stabbing me,  as I walk across hot coals

Blisters open , soars bleeding

No help offered to guide me

I am a lonely figure walking through the embers crying...........

© Lis Bull 2013

Steel and Feathers

Tender touch of soft feathers

against the cold blade of steel

lightness in beauty is found

crossing paths with the snake

luscious downy warmth beneath

 marble pattern forged metal

light as a feather against

this sleek lethal weapon

how does such opposites

come together so well 

a wondrous combination

of crafted blade and beauty!

© Lissie Bull 2015
Image by Ugrik and found on DeviantArt

An evening by the fire

Listen to the crackle of the fire
as the flames dance in the hearth
many bright colours shimmering 
filling the room with a warm glow
stretched out toasting her fur
one relaxed cat sleeping contently

a hot frothy chocolate drink
steaming on the table beside me
filling the room with a wonderful aroma
helping me to unwind on the sofa
allowing the cat and myself to enjoy
a perfect autumn evening

(c) Lissie Bull 2017

This poem about the horrors of war is to be included in an anthology that is to be published by Lost Towers Publication.















The Pain of War

A gunshot is heard through the pause in battle
for a man cries out loudly, then silence once more
as the realization starts to sink into my mind
I know someones died because of this horrid war

his body lies crumpled amongst all the debris
blank eyes staring skyward, not seeing anything now
limbs splayed out in unnatural positions
a look of sheer shock spread across his pale brow.

he did not look as in peaceful slumber
more like an action figure, left discarded and broken
his wounds so severe, taking his life force away
blood pooling on the ground,  numbness, no words spoken

sorrow deep within our hearts, as we remember him
the pain tries to surface, but determination reigns
we cannot let the loss of our friend go unpunished
retribution now runs strongly through our veins.


News about all these horrific wars fill the TV screen,  I feel very strongly about all this horror. Here a poem about a moment in time within a war.

© Lissie Bull 2017
image found on youtube.com

Angel

Soft coloured hues
these tender feathers
gentle touches
as they flutter by
caressing my skin
in a warm embrace
empowering love
through strong wings
hints of passion
among the clouds
white silk cloth
brushes past me
protection offered
lovingly given
from heaven sent
my angel`s here...!

© Lissie Bull 2014 

Photo round on Pinterest

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 2017
Image taken by FredyHannover and found on DeviantArt

                                                                           

        

Through Misty Woods

When everything
just gets to me
there's this place
I escape to
along the path
through misty woods

Tall trees stand there
disappearing
into the mists
leading to peace
my haven there
through misty woods

Shadows abound
mysteries here
somewhere to hide
no one would know
here I can walk
through misty woods

These mossy trees
standing in line
leading me on
along the track
to my escape
through misty woods

© Lissie Bull 2014 
Image taken by A2matos on DeviantArt

Little Spark

It starts with a small jolt of emotion
found deep with in the soul
like a spark of an ignition
if left, will burn a hole

so act upon this little flame
and trust your heart to know
for this small emotion
can help your happiness grow

© Lissie Bull 2017
Image found on dreamstime.com

False Friends

Friends are an important part of our lives, like an extended family but without the blood connection.  During our lives friends come and go, some for a short time and others stay much longer. There are many different types of friends but all are very much appreciated.

For me friends are precious as sadly I have lost many of my family.  It's hard bringing up four children on my own after their father died from cancer.  Felt alone with all my troubles and no one to turn too. No support, I was desperate to have an adult to talk to, a shoulder to lean on and someone who would protect me and my children.

Sadly there are some people who appear to be your friend but in fact are anything but a friend. These are false friends!  Oh they appear helpful, kind and interested as first , but then things start to change.  I have found that little lies slip in and mind games are used. I started to doubt myself, and they were conveniently there to offer support and solutions. I began to feel I couldn't cope without them. 

That was fine until after a few times when you really needed their support, they said they would be there for you but then they are suddenly nowhere to be found.
This occurs more and more. That's when it's time to walk away.

Unfortunately, this has happened to me a few times.  Self esteem is lowered and the sense worth is undermined too. Low spirits depression and emotion problems.  

Don't let this happen to you, be careful who you trust. Don't give all of yourself until you are absolutely sure about you friend.

I know that I will be more careful and less trusting until I'm completely sure. Everyone makes mistakes and occasionally let people down, that's being human and not a robot. However forgiveness is important if it happens rarely but if it's on a regular event then don't rely on them for anything.

Sadly false friends are out there !!

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

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

Bully...!

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

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

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

Bright moon light

seen through my window

watching over me

as I sleep the night through

dark sky twinkles

with millions of stars

may I capture some dreams

and store them in jars

(C) Lissie Bull 2017

Can't Sleep !!

Even though, over the past few nights, I've had very little rest and my head is throbbing through tiredness,  I still can not sleep.

My daily routine is out of place. Early to wake for no apparent reason and too awake to head to bed but still I can not sleep !

I find myself stuck in this no man's land of awakeness …. a zombie .... it would appear ! I work through my chores and help my children with the troubles, yet, still I can not sleep.

As I dose in front of the television, I feel its time for me to slumber. So up the stairs I climb, only to lay in bed for hours as rest eludes me.  Wishing I could go to sleep.

So as I lie cosy in my bed, I prayer that I can drift off and join dream world, thus escaping the stress of all that's been going on. Please may I gentle slip in to sleep.

In my bed I lay, waiting patiently  for my sleep ... I wish with all my heat for sleep to take a hold of me ....I need my sleep !!

(C)  Lissie Bull 2019

What moulds us...

Memories from each year

remaining in our hearts

making us who we are

molding our souls

forming our personalities

and how we live our lives

remembering the good tines

not dwelling on the bad

building a future

to share with loved ones

for what moulds us 

makes us stronger

helping us to seek

 a wonderful life....!

© Lissie Bull 2017
image found on pinterest

Majors 7

To see him lay there, 
helpless on a hospital bed. 
all I want to do is 
take him in my arms  
protect him, take away his pain.

blood taken
monitors beeping
the rythym of his heart
each beat I feel 
telling me he's alive.

let him rest a while
sleep is a great healer
for soon the doctor comes
hopefully the news is good
then I can take him home

(C)  Lissie Lissie Bull 2017

Love's Emotion

Love is a strange emotion

welling up inside me
turning my world upside down
messing with my reality

passion rising from my soul
making me dizzy too.
my heart's beating faster
at the thrill of seeing you

the hint of your cologne
and love in your eyes
secret rendezvous
so full of surprise !

© Lissie Bull 2017
image found on beme.com

Sorrows Drowned            

I`m in a black space
at this moment
darkness seeping in
tightness of the chest
unable to breath
drowning with this pain

claustrophobia
grips my heart so tight
sinking further down
coldness creeping in
watering my tears
as my sorrow grows

dropping even further
engulfed in darkness
no will to continue
slipping down and down
water settling over
no more distant light
let pain take me
so peace will remain..!


© Lissie Bull 2017
Image found on 9words.ca

Circles

The circle of life

whether awake or asleep

while earth slowly turns

her secrets she'll keep

as wheels are turning

there's movement abound

or snoozing in comfort
hidden all around

days turn into nights
as earth orbits the sun
with the circle of life
going on and on !

(c)  Lissie Bull 2017
image found on pinterst

Families

Its not easy bringing up four kids single handed.  Losing a partner to cancer is hard enough,  but dealing with two autustic children really spices life up !

However, we managed through thick and thin. I did everything to keep my family going. Roof over head, food on the table and clothes on their backs. Not to mention all the love in the world.

They were wounded children missing one of their parents.  I was mother and father to all of them. Three boys were a challenge .... pubity,  shaving, sport .... to name a few !   A daughter who was a daddy's girl and missing his protection!

Got them through senior school, college and university too.  Even one,  starting his own business.  juggled money, time,  love and advice.

I was cook, housekeeper, taxi, banker, councillor, advisor, shoulder to cry on and much much more.

The only problem I really had, was that I had no one to guide me or a shoulder to cry on.
Never knew who to turn to.

After my partner's death, it felt like the bridge that connected his family and mine had collapsed and the families had sadly began to lose contact. The valley between the two families just grew bigger and bigger.

To this day it saddens me that the link has gone and the wider family suport is not there any more. Families will always be important.  I know they were to me as it was growing up.

My hopes for the future are that my children keep in touch with their partners extended families. That they have the support that I lacked after the death of my partner.

Families are important, as are good friends.
Hold on to what is good and makes you happy. Use all the good support you are offered. Enjoy life.

This is something in am trying to do. If I am happy and healthy, them my children are happy.   You only live once so live it well.


Lissie 💜

Autumn.

September rumblings
autumn`s now on its way
the warmth has left the sun
cold blue skies here to stay

weather`s unpredictable
but that's how I like it
maybe we`ll have snow soon
it strengthens the spirit!

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

it`s like another world
low lying misty mornings
everything is shrouded
sending winter warnings

crunchiness under foot
and a bite in the air
wrap up now and stay warm
it`s time to take good care

September`s a great month
marks a change in the year
as earth start to sleep
for winter will be here ....


© Lissie Bull 2017