Purple Mist.

Through this purple mist

six tall trees are seen

stood just within the field

creating an eerie scene

Standing as if guarding

as this haze drifts on by

sways in and out of focus

no sun is seen up high

With branches fanning out

like sails on a boat

gives the feeling that these trees

aren't just standing.....they`re  afloat! 

So as the purple mist

drifts on past in the breeze

the field reveals is treasures

a row of tall dark trees.

Mists are not always grey.......wafting through the countryside...!

Image taken by RockasRaCoon

© Lis Bull 2014

Hi everyone,
Just wanted to say a great big thank you to all the support and encouragement I have received so far.
I can`t believe I have passed the 12,000 views mark!!

This year is so exciting, one poem published " Colours of Bereavement" and a second poem " The Hunting Owl" to be published in the summer.  I am so determined to finish my book of poems now.

Please feel free to visit, read and share my poems,  and let me know what you think of them.

Many thanks once again

Lissie

The orange bay

In the evening sun light
the waters of the bay shimmer
no longer cooling blues
but a fiery orange glimmer

As the sun dips further
the light dances on the surface
creating a golden sea
sparking with such grace

Amongst these shining lights
bobbing about on the evening tide
a moored yacht is silhouetted 
no way is it able to hide

Watching this peaceful scene
unfolding in front of my eyes
see the fiery colours
as the waters mirrors the skies


Inspired by a photo on DeviantArt called " Sailing on rubies" taken by Wolfwings 1

© Lis Bull 2014

Helping Angel

In times of trouble, 
my angel is there
standing by my side 
showing kindness and care

a hand on my shoulder, 
softness of voice
helping me to think, 
giving me a choice

since losing you, 
I've found it hard to cope
missing your strength, 
just needing some hope

so having my angel 
to show me the way
gives me the courage 
to live another day



Having an angel with me is a wonderful thing....

© Lis Bull 2014

Sunset through my window

I see the sunset through my window
all its bright colours for me to see
each pane of glass showing a picture
at the end of the day I feel so free

As the sun starts to slowly dip down
and the shadows stretch across the ground
splashes of oranges, reds and purples
I see the whole horizon crowned

Each pane shows a piece of the puzzle
as this sunset signals the end of the day
the light filters in through the square glass
showing it`s beauty in every way

I enjoy watching the sun go down
as the colours merge and change again
for each sunset is very different
and I see them all through window pane


I have always loved sunset, and each evening as the sun dips down, the patterns of colours are always different.  Always puts a smile on my face..!

© Lis Bull 2014

My favourite season is spring, where everything is waking up and happiness is found in the soul.  Mother Nature has enjoy her winter slumber.

Daffodils and tulips

Daffodils and tulips

standing proud on my table

bright yellows and purples

flowering tall and stable

sun catching on the petals

almost transparent in the light

sweet scent filling the room

Oh, such an awesome sight

each morning these flowers

greet me with a loving smile

fills my day with such joy

making everything worthwhile

Spring flowers in my room

so everything is glorious.

bringing the outdoors in here

fill my heart with happiness

© Lissie`s poems 2024

Where do we go to be judged....?

This dark cold space between worlds
suspending you in clouds of fire
muffled sounds seem so haunting
this is not a place of desire

such a hard bitter world of sadness
somewhere to await your destiny
screams heard in the background
where you may meet your enemy

a cold wind blows through this place
chilling you deep to the bone
as you`re quacking at the knees
while in the darkness all alone

wondering what will happen next
which world will be my destination?
need to move towards the light
this will be to my salvation




Judgement Day,  where will we go afterwards..?

© Lis Bull 2014

Spring time

First signs of spring are awesome to see
acknowledging that winter has finished
warmer days and shorter nights are here
the cold seasonal blues have diminished

nature is waking up from the cold season
buds of bright colours peeping through the earth
frogs croaking, birds singing,  warms the heart
creation in showing the world its worth

as the clocks change and the days grow longer
wild life appears in woodland and field
preparing their nests for their new families
from their predators,  they are concealed

bumble bee buzzing around the garden
pollinating the pinks apple bloom
the garden becomes alive with colours
filling the air with sweet scented perfume

spring brings a festival of colour
as creation explodes in action
the earth has awoken from her slumber
creation smiles in satisfaction



Love the spring time, when the earth explodes in to colour and nature comes out of hibernation.
Makes your soul smile with sheer joy..!

© Lis Bull 2014