Day 12

What makes a poem a poem and a dream based on prompt?


Write a poem about loving a dull thing that you own and why (how) you love it.
Alternatively, what would it mean to you to give away or destroy a significant object?

I chose to write about at dull thing I couldn`t be parted from.



Dustbin for Christmas

One year for my Christmas gift
my parents gave me a dustbin
round, black plastic with a lid
wrapped in a bright pink ribbon

it was too big to go under the tree
so mum found a place for it to hide
and after lunch when we sat down
my dad carried it in with pride

this present caused much laughter
with hubby, friends and family
inside my wrapped gifts were found
love my daft lot and their insanity

since that unusual Christmas day
my dustbin`s been in daily use
bumped, battered and not so clean
it has certainly taken a lot of abuse

these days my dustbin has been retired
resides contently amongst the plants
dusty, dull and now quite forgotten
would I get rid of it, not a chance!!

(c) Lissie Bull 2019

Day 10 of my NaPoWriMo Challenge,

Where am I from, not just geographically but emotionally, physically and spiritually!

Life`s a Journey

from humble beginnings life can flow
through disaster strength has been found
bitter death can lead to resurrection
so let the ink in my pen dance freely
continuing my journey along life`s road....!

 (c) Lissie Bull 2019

Life`s a Journey

Born in the north, grew up in the south

schooled in the east and settled in the west

many rough times followed by great one too

for me and my sibling it certainly was the best

I come from a love between two people

blessed with true commitment and passion

learning from the kaleidoscope of life

with confidence, belief and expression

this enabled me to bring up my own family

full of love, laughter and understanding

though through death of their father

left me to cope with a job so demanding

introduced to the wonders of poetry

salvation appeared in my door way

allowing me to never look back again

and walk along life`s journey today

(c) Lissie Bull 2019

Day 10 of my NaPOWriMo Challenge  
Today is all about the weather and local expressions describing it.
Had fun writing this poem.


Here`s the Weather

It`s a mixed bag over the UK
so here`s the forecast for today
a bit "nesh" up in Nottinghamshire
and "raining stair rods" in Lincolnshire
so don`t forget your umbrella
or maybe stay indoors with your fella
up in Aberdeen it`s "blowing a hoolie"
so the wind is really rather unruly
down on the south east coast
"here comes old Phoebe" they can boast
where ever you are, please be careful
and we hope this forecast has been helpful!

(c) Lissie bull 2018

Day 9 NaPoWriMo Challenge

New cross culture exercise
Sei Shonagon - The Pillow Book

Today`s challenge is to write your own Sei Shonogon style list if "things"
What things?    Well, that`s for you to decide!





All in a Day`s Work

today`s list of chore for me to do 
thankfully not too long
sorting towels and smelly socks
my senses must remain so strong!

though my list of groceries
will take long to be done
turn is all into a game and
make the shopping daftly fun

time to a coffee break with friends
put the world`s problems to rights
politics, family and local issues
brain teasers that switch on lights!

back to crafting and writing poetry
crocheted baby blankets complete
washed, packaged and ready to post
on to the next commission, sweet!

at the end of the working day
it`s bangers and mash for supper
then we can all come together
fireside, television and a cuppa!

(c) Lissie Bull 2019

Day 8 of this month`s NaPoWriMo Challenge 2019


Today, we`re challenged to think about the argot of a particular job or profession, and see how we can incorporate it into a metaphor that governs or drives our poem. 

Picture Moment!

memories, moments to be captured

these tender times to hold onto

with camera at the ready

all the gear, no idea

so he`ll spray and pray

Bob`s your uncle 

it`s complete

album

full!

(c) Lissie Bull 2019

Death

where joy was once found

now loneliness fills my heart

Death has taken my soul mate

and ripped my life apart

white feathers and angel wings

show me that you are near

treasuring all that we had

sweet memories I  hold dear

keeping the love we shared
locked in my soul, they`ll stay
helping me to survive
since Death stole you away

I`ll now look to the future
and treasure my feathers
rest in peace my loved one
once more ,we`ll be together

(c) Lissie Bull 2019

Day 7 NaPoWriMo Challenge

Write a poem of gifts and joy

What would you give yourself, if you could have anything?

What would you give to someone else?

My Gift

my gift to myself would be laughter

allows folks to smile hereafter

all my problems slip away

creates a content day

I believe it`s true

my gift to you

happiness

so fight

less

(c) Lissie Bull 2019                                                                     

Day 6 #NaPoWriMo Challenge

Why do people need poetry?

Write a poem that emphasizes the power of "if",  of the woulds, coulds and shoulds of the world!

What if …… could. should and would poem!

What if the sun didn`t rise.... !

If I could call the sun and ask for advise, I would chat for ages
If I could flick a switch, flood the world with light, there`s be warmth

I would ask all the cockerels to call the sun home
I would ignite all the candles that exist, creating a homely feel

I should plead for the sun to return as the world can not cope
I should welcome the dawn of each day and be thankful with my life

If the world is in darkness, I couldn't reach out to anyone
If it was a permanent night, how would we survive?

We are unable to thrive in the darkness
We need the life giving powers of the sun

What if the sun didn`t rise in the morning?
We could suffer so badly and die!

(c) Lissie Bull 2019