Can`t see me

You can't see me

as I'm hidden here

I'll watch from safety

until they disappear 

I'll keep very safe

and make no sound

let danger pass by

for I'll not be found!

(c)Lissie Bull 2022

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 2022

photo taken by fallen-cherubim

Silent Keys

abandoned petals

across the keyboard

a rose, but a memory

and frozen in time

a silence moment

where love was once found

red on white ivory

never to be heard again.

(c) Lissie Bull 2022

 

Misty Lake

through what feels like the mists of time

and across an ancient landscape

from the distance and picture appears

grey objects slowly start to take shape

many different shades of grey

make up this peaceful tranquility

as mists drift over the centre

bringing trees into visibility

a few ducks glide across this mirror

of pale opaque waters

leaving little ripples in their wake

sailing about like toy yachters

mist swirls revealing more scenery

and trees scattered along the edges

through gaps, more in the distance

some tall, some short, above the hedges

all these are mirrored in the water

with mists floating without a sound

a landscape of so many greys

yet here, a haven to be found.

(c) Lissie Bull 2022

 

My Heavenly Moon

A tiny speck of light

shining in the dark so bright

poised high in the sky

where angelic angels fly

this orb of fire that I see

filling the sky with beauty

it feels good to see it there

sparkling with so much flair

this sweet heavenly sphere

that fills me with much cheer

knowing I`ll see you soon

my heavenly moon

 © Lissie Bull 2022

there`s great excitement on Christmas eve 

Father Christmas is on his way

flying through the star lit sky

pulled by his reindeer

leaving little gifts

for boys and girls

to open

on the

morn

🎅

(C) Lissie Bull 2022

 

It`s getting colder now as winter is tapping on my door, I remember stories of Jack Frost from my childhood.

                                                      

 

Jack Frost...

My window is covered in ice
a white blanket engulfs everything
spiky branches silhouette the moon
as a mist can be seen all around
the howling winds swirl about
temperatures have dipped below zero
glistening spider webs span the plants
tiny foot prints across my path way
Jack Frost has been dancing here
he has left his mark for all to see.

© Lissie Bull 2022

Frosty Mornings

frost covering cold ground at first light
creates wondrous mystical scenes
coating with bright sparkles
everything within sight
 crunching under foot 
dancing Jack Frost
new season 
winters
here!

(c) Lissie Bull 2022

Sundays

Lazy Sunday mornings together 

with hot coffee and the paper

while curled up on the sofa

gentle start to the day

by a roaring fire

contemplating

relaxing

cuddle

day

(C)  Lissie Bull 2022

Christmas trees and candlelight

makes this Christmas season bright

cheer and gladness may they bring

and close to you may good luck cling!

© Lissie Bull 2022

 

A goodly Christmas

is dawning on this earth

how merry and sweet are it`s pleasures

a season of gladness

and great merriment

memories created as treasures.

© Lissie Bull 2022

 Christmas

Wishing you well this festive season

family time spent all together

full of merriment and joy

great company and food

gifts under the tree

raucous laughter 

Christmas time

to you

all!

(C) Lissie Bull 2022

 

Liquid Black

Black oily slickness
shimmering in the light
ebbing back and forth
under the moon so bright

patches of colours
momentarily seen
amid the blackness
adds mystery to the sheen

soft lapping sounds heard
through the ebb and flow
where will this lead
I`m sure I don`t know

(c) Lissie Bull 2022

 

       

 

       Nicky

                                       

       Nicest friend to know

       Ingenious and quirky

       Crazy cat lady 

       Kicking ass when needed

       Yeah!  glad you`re my friend.

                  (C)  Lissie Bull 2022

Little Snowflake 

a small single ice crystal snowflake

gently floating down from the sky

snow covers the landscape

cold season has arrived

unique little flake

drifting slowly

down to earth

snowflake

shines

❆

(C) Lissie Bull 2022

Little Christmas Tree

Tucked away in a shady corner

in the depths of Fir Tree Forest

little Christmas tree waited

dreaming of a warm home

dressed in festive cheer

with twinkling lights

Christmas time

would come

soon

🎄

(C) Lissie Bull 2022

 

Mister Snowman

shimmering snow across the landscape

Mister Snowman standing so proud

long striped scarf around his neck

bright coloured hat to wear

coal buttons and eyes

a carrot for nose

twigs for arms

snowman

smiles

⛄

(C) Lissie Bull 2022

 

Winter

as the autumn colours change to whites

and trees are stripped of all their leaves

snow blanketing the landscape

muffling all the sounds

pawprints in the snow

silent snowmen

stand outside

sprinkled 

flakes

(C) Lissie Bull 2022

I remember watching a little red robin in my parent`s garden, 

It used to sit on the handle of my father`s spade.

 

Mister Robin

The muffled silence of this winter garden

sparkling with ice on the laden trees

the festive season is here once again

wildlife 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!   

(C) Lissie Bull 2022          

Silence

A silent moment 

where time has stopped

life`s motion ceased

all is standing still

a ripple fades

inner peace is felts

sound is silenced

stillness of the soul

from sky to ocean

the world sleeps

all is hushed now

for nothing will stir

no sound , no motion

no breathe is felt

just stillness all around

death, a state of mind

(c) Lissie Bull 2022