Life doesn`t need to be made up of headliners or action but good friends, close family, happiness and love.   People come and go with us along our journey through life.  It helps to make us who we are!

 

 

Funny Old World 

This world we live in, is a funny place

far to complicated for me, you know

want to see what`s happening in my place ?

then come along, see it all, watch it flow

there have been many people in my world

they come and go through out my life time

some for a day, others for many years

and they don`t always see me in my prime!

you can`t choose your family, just your friends

I've made good ones along the way

remembering all those from my childhood

to the ones I hold dear this present day

its a wonderful, energetic life

some times there's sadness but lots of laughter too

and all the love I need around me, so

I`m blessed with happiness because I have you!

© Lissie Bull 2022

Memories, memories

all my treasures put together

creating more memories

hold them in my heart forever

there are good memories

all the wonderful things I have done

those special memories

good times, happy times, having fun!

but there are sad memories

the ones I would rather forget

they are still memories

placed in my soul with no regret

time for new memories

to fill my heart with all that`s great

I love my memories

they`re special, so lets celebrate!!

(C) Lissie Bull 2022

 

A tender moment helps to build a relationship, building memories to treasure!

Sneaked Hug

Strolling hand in hand

along the ocean`s edge

sea spray in our faces

for the  tide, we try to dodge

with bodies so relaxed

and tender looks of love

so catching your eye

we sneak a little hug

while smiling brightly

we continue along

between sand and sea

tide tickling our toes

as we walk the beach

stealing a second hug

as we laugh together

enjoying a tender moment

sneaking a kiss for good measure

loving you more!

© Lissie Bull 2022

Four Legged Friends

  

Four Legged Friends

walking down country lanes

and splashing in the puddles

helping dig up the garden

then home again for cuddles

furry friends for life

companions altogether

snuggled by the fireside

making memories forever

(c)  Lissie Bull 2022

As a lot of you will know, I took up writing poetry as a therapy after losing my husband to cancer. Bringing four children up on my own was hard but being able to write down my feelings, emotions, sorrows or anger along with many wonderful moments too, really helped me to cope, it centred my soul.

Along my journey, I have learnt so much about myself and my ambitions. As a result, I have been able to help my family to get on with their lives, yet hold to all their wonderful memories of their father.

I have learnt so much more and found there are so many different types of poetry, from rhyming, freestyle, haikus, nonets, shaped, comical, memorial, sonnets, acrostic, story and odes. I have written in braille and even embroidered poetry too.

I have enjoyed every moment and feel that I am a different person, stronger and more determined to succeed.

So whatever you are going through, never be afraid to follow your heart and try something new. You may well be surprised where it will take you.

Be adventurous!

Lissie x

Jack and the Beanstalk

Jack and his mum, lived a meager life

selling what they could at market

he loved to explore the world around him

not watching TV, while sat on the carpet

in their garden a beanstalk grew high

easy for Jack to climb up to the top

where his great friend Bill the giant lived

mum stayed at the bottom with her crop

Jack enjoyed chilling with Bill the Giant

they`d ordered pizza and watched movies

at the end of the day he`s go back home

this place is the best, if you please!

(C) Lissie Bull 2022

Scars

Scars

Scars are like battle wounds,

thrilling in a way

they show how strong you were,

on that victorious day

standing up against the world,

for all that you believed in

rising above those oppressors

along side your brethren

so wear your scars with pride,

don't hide in the shadows

hold your head up high,

and live for your tomorrows!

© Lissie Bull 2022

News about the war in Ukraine is so appalling and fills our TV screams and media everywhere.  I wrote this poem about a moment in time within a war and it was included in an anthology published by Lost Towers Publications - " Beyond the Hill"

Pain of War

A gunshot is heard through the pause in battle

a man cries out suddenly, then silence once more

as the realisation starts to sink into my mind

I know someones died because of this horrid war

a body lies crumpled amongst all the debris

blank eyes staring skyward, not seeing anything now

limbs splayed out in unnatural positions

a look of sheer shock lays across his pale brow.

he did not look as in peaceful slumber

more like an action figure, left discarded and broken

his wounds so severe, it takes his life force away

blood pooling on the ground, shocked but no words spoken

sorrow deep within our hearts, as we remember him

the pain tries to surface, but determination reigns

we cannot let the loss of our friend go unpunished

retribution now runs strongly through our veins.

(C) Lissie bull 2012