January

  
January

As the old year finally closes
the door to a new one opens
creaking softly as we step through

moving forward with a smile
let the old one slip away
and experience whats offered a new

with new opportunities
that can lead to success
the choices are up to you!

(C) Lissie Bull 2021

Muffled World

 On a morning after the snow has fallen, you wake up to a brightness beaming throught the curtains, and you just know the world is all wrapped up in its snow duvet.  Muffled silence.   I just love that feeling.

Muffled World

Waking up to total silence
a sense of bright deafness all around me
a world covered by a thick white duvet
that shines in through my bedroom window
muffling all the every day sounds
creating a stillness everywhere
a white blanket
of cotton wool
all about me this early morning

stood on my back door threshold
surveying the white scenery that greets me
this world still wrapped in its blanket
that covers right to the horizon
suppressing the sounds from my senses
a calmness from all the stresses
a white softness
of fluffy towels
comforting me this early morning.

© Lissie Bull 2021

Relaxation

Relaxation

curled up on sofa with snoozing cat

 dreaming soundly, purring deeply

hiding her nose beneath paws

her tail is wrapped around

 watching her breathing

what does she dream

sleeping cat

relax

🐱

(c) Lissie Bull 2021

Wintry Morning

 

Wintry Morning

So warm and snug here under my covers

don`t really want to get out of bed

it`s dark and cold outside my window

yet I have a busy day ahead

down in the kitchen the kettle boils

breakfast fills me up before I go

with hat, scarf and gloves, I step outside

a frosty white world, as the winds blow

crunchy pathways and frozen windows

white cobwebs draped across the garden

breathe visible as I walk along

for the winter has arrived again !

© Lissie Bull 2021

A moment in time

A moment in time
is all it takes
to let your pen flow
and a lifetime
of remembrance
to hold the words dear

(C) Lissie Bull 2021

New Year 2022

 

A New Year

as this year draws to an end

and a new year is revealed

memories are brought to the surface

of all that has taken place

some have been hard to bear

while others have warmed the heart

all are part of our life story

what will your story be about?

(C) Lissie Bull 2021

Wintry Sun

Wintry Sun

Stillness and silence holds this place

powdered snow muffling any sound

many trees silhouetted by the sun

everything appears sparkling around

dark branches fringed by shining twigs

creating a hazy atmosphere

sunlight flashes brightly through 

before these images disappear

clear bright blue skies above this trees

blanketed in snow everywhere

wintry sunlight warms the heart

illuminating these trees with care

this scene is a moment in time

a winter postcard looking grand

bright sunshine sparkling on the snow

creating a magic wonderland

© Lissie Bull 2021

Spy amongst the Flowers

Spy amongst the Flowers

 Spied a little figure watching 

in plain sight just for me

hidden amongst the flowers

while sipping my earl grey tea

pointed hat perched on his head

long white beard around his chin

such a cheeky impish chappie

hiding a big mischievous grin

this sweet little secret watcher

spying on people for hours

makes me chuckle with joy

while he peeps out of the flowers

(C) Lissie Bull 2021

Approaching Christmas

I have always written a poem at Christmas for my husband, Steve, 

 who died over 14 years ago.  These poems are personal, sentimental, emotional and full of our love 💕

Approaching Christmas

As Christmas time approaches
bringing memories to the fore
as a tear runs down my cheek

an empty chair at the table
seeing your photo on the wall
just my pen helps me speak

this festive time`s for families
making memories to treasure
and yet we are missing you

time is not so much a healer
for I miss you more and more

so lucky, my kids help me through

as we prepare for Christmas
 bright decorations go up
presents under the twinkling tree

there`s a great buzz in the air

sitting near to me I sense you

watching us and smiling at me.

(C) Lissie Bull 2021

Will always love and miss you Steven 

xXx

Jelly Baby

 

Shaped poems are great fun and many different shapes can be used. I remember JellyBabies when I was a child and loved them.  Sweet and colourful creations.

Jelly Baby

I`m a little 

chewy jelly baby 

along with all my 

colourful friends 

we come from a 

yellow packet

just for you

we`re sugary sweet

a little treat to taste in a secret 

hide away. What`s your favourite

Is it red or green, which one do you 

   eat         first, or yellow one       last   

Do you nibble at my 

feet slowly or devour

my head in one?  Taste

all my  fruity  flavours 

then when      all`s gone

remember        enjoyment

will only be         a shop away

(c) Lissie Bull 2021

Angry Storm

 Angry Storm

It`s one of those days today

the weather`s in a bad mood

such a big temper tantrum

so much damage has been viewed

winds lashing at everything

throwing items all around

whistling through the rafters

crashing trees down to the ground

high seas thrashing at the coast

white tipped waves raging onward

smashing up against the land

yet we won`t be conquered

roads and bridges have been closed

sand bags all are at the ready

this storm s getting pretty angry

we must to keep going steady

with fiercely raging tempest

battering us along the way

all frozen, soaked and tired too

a tempestuous  kind of day

have to let this tantrum clear

for this turmoil will soon cease

then we`ll pick up the pieces

for once its over there will be peace

© Lissie Bull 2021

image from World news on Google

True Christmas

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

© Lissie Bull 2021

Magic in the Air

 

Magic in the Air

There`s magic in the air tonight 

The moon will make it sparkle bright

Santa`s reindeer  soar and roam

Thus guiding them to your home

Where they land safe and sound

on the snow covered ground

and with his sack full of toys

enters your home without a noise

underneath your Christmas tree

he places gifts for the whole family

then in a flash he flies away

wishing all a great Christmas Day!

(c)  Lissie Bull 2021

My Life Song

 

As Christmas is approaching, I remember my life song and know
that it is still being written in the background,   the next verse is due!

My Life Song

Is it over then?  without a word you slip away
what was once so very strong, is over in a day
hurting and wondering what went wrong
its finished, the final verse of our song

I remember the very first verse we wrote
all the good intensions we wanted to promote
memories for us to put away and treasure
something that would give us so much pleasure

our life song developed as we walked together
what life throw at us, we just managed to weather
good times or bad, it didn`t really worry us
we were with each other. we didn't`t make a fuss

our whole world would last us into old age
sitting secure in our lovely ivory cage
until that fateful day, when all was thrown into doubt
the life we had cherished was turned inside out

it`s a day that is burnt into my sad heart
for the Angels came and tore us apart
left me standing in the midst of devastation
all of my world gone, nothing but desolation

time is a great healer, I have been told
memories will help me cope as I grow old
however I have found time for reflection

so I`m able to finish our song with affection.

© Lissie Bull 2021

Tick Tock

 Tick, Tock

quiet moment to contemplate

sat back and close one`s eyes

be still, breath in this silence

for timeout is always wise

a clock ticks away the hours

 relaxing rhythmic beat

calming of a sleeping cat 

purring loudly upon a seat

distant melodies heard softly

as if from another world

strange and yet so soothing

 chords and tunes all swirled

time marches ever forward

as the clock continues to tick

a quiet moment is heavenly

best medicine and not a trick!

(C) Lissie bull 2021

 

 

Nighthawk

"Reoccurring Nightmares"  poem based of an entry from The Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows  

Nighthawk

laying my head on my soft pillow

snuggled up cosy in my big bed

drifting off to the land of dreams

when the nighthawk enters my head

pecking at the back of my mind

my sleep is suddenly abandoned. 

what about that uncompleted task?

he can be really underhanded

oh my, that second slice of cake

creating a huge nagging guilt

nighthawk just won`t let is pass,

without some sleep I`m going to wilt

in the morning he circles over head

while biding his time during my day

then finally I get ready to sleep

that`s when nighthawk comes out to play

(C) Lissie Bull 2021

Little Miss Red

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 wolf, 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 2021

Image found on pinterest

Fairy Godmother

 Fairy Godmother

check wings are working well
do an online food shop
buy new curlers and hair spray
have my tiara straightened 
sprinkle the house and make it clean
collect dress from the dry-cleaners
assist Cinderella with her evening gown
post out the extra invites
find those pesky glass slippers

there`s so much to do this year

just time to wish you, Merry Christmas!

(C) Lissie Bull 2021

Sunday

Sunday

Lazy Sunday morning

relaxing with a frothy coffee

curled up snug on my sofa

what dance will my pen play out

as I enjoy a wonderful start to my day

here`s hoping you have a great one too!

(C) Lissie Bull 2021

Be True to Yourself

 

Be True to Yourself

Indulge in the richness

soak up the love of life

discover new treasures

where ever they may be

delve deep and see

then you will find.....

don`t bury your head

in the cold wet sand

open your eyes and see

what the world has to offer

never say never

always be true to yourself

honesty and kindness

makes a true person

smile, and the world smiles too

if you hurt, don`t forget

there`s always someone

worse off than yourself

with humility to all

you will never walk alone..!

(c) Lissie Bull 2021