Moon

eerily shines the moon

as it follows along

the quiet country lanes

like a big bright gong...!

so close to earth

I could almost touch

catch and pocket it

something for me to clutch

© Lissie Bull 2017

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Moods and Emotions

Writing poetry does not always flow freely. It is not something to be forced. I find it is easier to make notes about the topic, emotion or feeling and let my pen dance when it is ready.  If an image, colour and work inspires me then poetry can flow quicker and with more passion.

For me personally, I find I write better in the early hours of the morning but unfortunately this can cause havoc my body clock. I always keep pencil and note pad next to my bed, that if I am inspired to write I am prepared. If I don`t write it down, by the morning I would of forgotten what I was going to write down.

I am sure others are inspired in different ways and record their poetry in different ways.  I would love to know what inspires them and where and when is the best time for them to write their poetry.

I always carry a small note book and pencil, ( always a pencil as its easier write with and I can always sketch my ideas for later interpretation )  everywhere I go.  Never know where or when inspiration will appear from and best to be prepared.

I find myself writing more and more these days, it`s like a therapy, a coping mechanism for the harshness of life.  I took writing up after the loss of my soulmate, my husband so as my kids grow up and more on, they don`t need me so much. I find myself alone more and more, so writing is a comfort to me.  I must be getting old  lol !

Writing is very important to me and as long as I can write, I know I will cope with whatever life throws at me.  Long may I have that ability to continue with my poetry.

Happy writing to you all

Lissie

Whisky and Drugs

Heroin, washed down with whiskey

drowning all my troubles away

as I sink deeper into oblivion ! 

routed to the spot, I can`t walk away.

dirty used needles discarded on the side

amongst the scrunched up wrappings  

empty bottles heard clinking under foot

living like lords with all the trappings !

floating on air as my troubles disappear

while the room swims round and round

euphoria takes control and all is good

until the moment my face hits the ground !

comatose, as the drug takes effect

mixed with alcohol and self pity

trying to run away from life`s horrors

while everyone lives happily in the city !

I`m trapped in a hole and can`t climb out

darkness suffocating me here under ground

nowhere to turn, just loneliness for company

only death at journey`s end, no more sound!!

(c) Lissie Bull 2018

Morning Kiss

Deep in slumber

safe in your embrace

pleasant dreams

knowing we`re safe

laying skin to skin

snuggled together

as the sun peeps through

the gap in the shutter

birds are singing

as the sun comes up

morning is here.......

I feel a tender kiss

as I stir from sleep

soft as a feather

upon my cheek

is this a dream

should I wake up?

turning toward you

I feel your lips

searching for mine

a morning kiss

to greet the new day.....!

best way to wake up and start a new day.......!

© Lis Bull 2017

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Ice cold diamonds

reflected images bright

mirrored distortion 

slowly melting in the light

(c) Lissie Bull 2018

Secret Garden

Tantalising glimpses of a hidden world
secret paradise behind a closed door
such tranquillity and peace to be found
come, open the gate and enter, explore......

see everything as if for the first time
standing there slowly taking it all in
then wander around this beautiful place
for now your adventure here can begin

as you walk slowly down the gravel path
taking in the whole feel of the garden
the air is filled with the scent of roses
this wondrous place is a secret haven

strolling through the overhanging catkins
emerging, you discover a small pond
with its trickling waters passing through
this helps your inner nature to respond

so as you amble through this wonderful place
enjoy all that it has to offer you
but hold its secrets deep within your heart
please remember when you leave, close the gate too!

(c) Lissie Bull 2018

Time is Paris....

 wondrous times in Paris

such sounds, scents and sights

strolling streets, hand in hand

emotions rising to dizzy heights

evening times down by the river

with a glass of wine and laughter

enjoying colourful sun sets

reflected in the rippling water

romantic lyrics all around

stimulating the heart and mind

sweet Paris, the city of  romance

where love and passion are combined

© Lissie Bull 2015

Image taken by aoao2 and found on DeviantArt

Two Shiny Eyes

Two shiny eyes visible

through the swirling misty night

one reflected next to the other

 staring broodily through darkness

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 2018