Friday, 17 January 2014
Missing you Mum.....
It seems so unfair
that you were taken
for there`s now a hole in my life
I'm sure the angels were mistaken!
You always had a smile
a cheerful word to say
and lit up my whole world
each and every day
Still God called you to his side
and they gave you your wings
then took you far away
where cherub and angel sings
Three years have passed by
find I'm missing you more lately
we who are left to remember
feel the burden greatly
Your wisdom and encouragement
in everything I have achieved
is missing from my life now
all the love that I received
For now there`s only memories
of everything gone by
the sadness of my loss
just hate saying goodbye
You will always remain in my heart
though I know you need your rest
you will always be so missed
Mum..... you are the best
Love and miss you always
© Lis Bull 2014
Hidden beauty
Reflective light
caught by the sun trapped by the sea
Shimmering to the eye
Some what plain on the outside
but stunningly beautiful within
Never judge something
by it`s cover, turn the pages
and see what`s inside.....
This is the same.....really
What looks dull
can be exciting...!
With a hidden gem to find
Beautiful colours
pinks, silvers and blues
shining in the light
Mesmerizing the soul
Awesome to the heart
This Mother of Pearl
smelling of the sea
Exposing its treasure
as it lays there on the sand
given up by the sea
Waiting to be discovered....!
Just love to discover the gem of the sea.....
© Lis Bull
2014
Thursday, 16 January 2014
Leopard
With sleek lean body crouched in the undergrowth
Ears pricked and eyes so bright watching for its prey
Blending into the surrounding habitat
Its unsuspecting meal`s not too far way
Watching and waiting for the right moment
Its eyes darting back and forth cunningly
Eyeing up the next victim, its next meal
Then once chosen, it moves in so stunningly
Crouched low to the ground, moving silently
Following every movement through the darkness
Its prey unaware of its presence close by
At the right time, it leaps out of the blackness
With its unique speed, the prey stands no chance
So adapted with its eyes, ears and coat
The leopard attacks with its claws out stretched
Suffocating its prey with a bite to the throat
After only a short space of time for the kill
The wilderness in plunged back into silence
With its meal safely dispatched up a tree
The leopard helps to keep nature in balance
I have a great love for the big cats and their way of life, long may we still be able to see them.

© Lissie Bull 2014
Trapped within my mind.....
Oh no I'm trapped within my own mind,
Clambering hard to get back outside
As my world is turning in on me
I'm feeling so close to suicide
This emptiness I find myself in
Absorbing my entire existence
Losing these feelings of being wanted
Numb from all sound, there`s only silence
Cocooned, wrapped up, entombed in this place
Trapped in here with no hope of escape
Fear with no hope, just suffocating
Pleading to get out of the landscape
So cold, bleak and unyielding down here
There`s sounds of water dripping with time
This rhythm is soothing to the heart
I'm here but don`t know what was my crime
I have lots of time to contemplate
To think things through and then understand
How I came to be in this awful place
I know now, I need to take command!
We all feel moments like this but it`s how we deal with them that counts.
Remember there is always hope in life and it`s good to ask for help..
Oh no I'm trapped within my own mind,
Clambering hard to get back outside
As my world is turning in on me
I'm feeling so close to suicide
Absorbing my entire existence
Losing these feelings of being wanted
Numb from all sound, there`s only silence
Cocooned, wrapped up, entombed in this place
Trapped in here with no hope of escape
Fear with no hope, just suffocating
Pleading to get out of the landscape
So cold, bleak and unyielding down here
There`s sounds of water dripping with time
This rhythm is soothing to the heart
I'm here but don`t know what was my crime
I have lots of time to contemplate
To think things through and then understand
How I came to be in this awful place
I know now, I need to take command!
We all feel moments like this but it`s how we deal with them that counts.
Remember there is always hope in life and it`s good to ask for help..
© Lis Bull 2014
Wednesday, 15 January 2014
Meditation
To sit and contemplate
is good for the soul
clearing one`s mind
of all that`s unnecessary
feeling up lifted
rejuvenated
whether sat cross legged
or comfortably on a chair
as long as it helps
who cares
lilting soft music
a gentle beat
panpipes
or sheer silence
Does it matter
the steady rhythm of walking
can calm the mind
send you into a trance
gentle beating of the march
is this still meditation
yet for some
moving a warm disc
metaphorically
with the power of the mind
around the body
warming along its route
channelling the mind
does this work
There are as many ways
to meditate
as there are different
cultures.....
that all work the mind
thus calming the soul!
Meditation heals the mind and calms the soul........
© Lis Bull
2014
Tuesday, 14 January 2014

Feathered Samurai
This stunning kestrel watches all
Missing nothing with his keen sight
Chest puffed out with sheer pride
A coiled spring, all ready for flight
Such an awesome bird to behold
He has the strength to over power
Then bring down his enemy
This magnificent warrior
Dressed so smartly in rustic red
Head cap and wings a deep slate blue
Dark beady eyes and sharp hooked beak
Brings fear to all who come into view
With long sharp menacing talons
As his most striking feature
He`s mastered all that he surveys
This powerful cunning creature
It`s a wonderful privilege
To watch him glide high in the sky
And to hear his call on the wind
As he dives down to his prey with flair
Fly free with the wind dear kestrel
Soar high above the countryside
Smartly dressed in your fine colours
Knowing your there, fills us with pride!
© Lis Bull 2014
Monday, 13 January 2014
Words and thorns
There is power to be found in the word
love and affection felt with tenderness
experienced through the ink of the pen
raw emotions in the harsh wilderness
this blood filed pen, pierces like the sharp thorn
that staunchly protects the fragrant red rose
warning off unsuitable pursuers
a moment in time, blood and thorn now shows
dripping with the sheer desire to survive
each word oozes with a need to be read
spoken with passion and authority
not to linger in an old book `til dead
likewise the rose`s need to stay untouched
to grow tall with elegance and beauty
therefore these fearfully sharp thorns comply
protecting these flowers are their duty
the enriched wonder of the word and thorn
sealed with think ink, are entwined together
for the realization of their existence
their power will remain with us for ever
Ink, blood, words and protective thorns, they are all linked in a powerful image for me
© Lis Bull 2014
Image found on pinterest
Sunday, 12 January 2014
How can this be..?
I can do nothing right
I say the wrong words
Do the wrong things
Hurt the ones I love
Maybe I shouldn't be here
Having an opinion is bad
Speaking out loud.... risky
As the words come rushing out
I have so much love to give
But it just floats away
The walls are closing in on me
Crushing my existence
Suffocating my heart
There`s a wall growing up
Blocking out the sun
I'm drowning in darkness
Spiked through the heart
Is this an existence?
Questions I must ask
God please hear my prayer
12th January 2014
© Lis Bull 2013
I can do nothing right
I say the wrong words
Do the wrong things
Hurt the ones I love
Maybe I shouldn't be here
Having an opinion is bad
Speaking out loud.... risky
As the words come rushing out
I have so much love to give
But it just floats away
The walls are closing in on me
Crushing my existence
Suffocating my heart
There`s a wall growing up
Blocking out the sun
I'm drowning in darkness
Spiked through the heart
Is this an existence?
Questions I must ask
God please hear my prayer
12th January 2014
© Lis Bull 2013
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