Monday 29 August 2022
Sunday 28 August 2022
Mankind and nature can work side by side for the benefit of our world 🌎
Saturday 27 August 2022
Thursday 25 August 2022
Wednesday 24 August 2022
My Quiet Place
Sunday 21 August 2022
Saturday 20 August 2022
Friday 19 August 2022
After the Rain
Thursday 18 August 2022
Wednesday 17 August 2022
Waterfall
Down in the depths of the forest
from what seems to be the heavens
water cascades down with such force
moving mountains as it goes
pouring gallons over the edge
deep into the bowels of the earth
white foam engulfs the area
as thunder roars over solid rocks
crashing into the waters below
roaring, pouring
bashing, crashing
thunderous sounds
never ceasing, always flowing
the waterfall just keeps on going
Tuesday 16 August 2022
I was reading a National Geographical magazine and a photo of a Rain Forest tree made me think, we can not afford to lose these wonderful trees, This poem tries to describe it.
Monday 15 August 2022
Thursday 11 August 2022
shimmering the last sun light
full of mystery and intrigue
an eerie moon, shining !
perfect orb above this earth
caught in the evening hues
bidding farewell to the sun
creating exciting views !
a sweet bright summer's moon
continuing along its pathway
as darkness engulfs this scene
night slowly takes over from day
© Lissie Bull 2022
Wednesday 10 August 2022
Tuesday 9 August 2022
Saturday 6 August 2022
Be True to Yourself
Friday 5 August 2022
I had a chance to travel back to Dorset, to the lovely village, Horton, where I grew up. It was strange but nostalgic and brought back many wonderful memories. The tower in the photo is a folly and is known as Horton Tower where I had a nasty accident, but it was fabulous to go up and see it again.
My visit inspired this poem.
If you have a memory that you would like to have put into a poem, please feel free to message me and I`ll be happy to help.
Growing up in Horton