Hues of Blues

The beauty of these hues

creating tranquility 

softens any harsh heart

allowing peace and serenity

with gentle hints of blue
stretching to the horizon

and down to the water`s edge

relaxing each and every person

mirrored in this liquid surface

reflecting all that surrounds

this awesome slice of paradise

nature's glory abounds

waters lapping against the shore

through rhythms of the moon's tide

lulls into a calming state

allowing you to escape and hide

so take a little time out here

sit at the edge and dip your toes

recharging your aching body

releasing stresses and woes

© Lissie Bull 2022

Nap Time

Oh for a little nap time

to curl up without a care

this looks like a great place

so tired, I`ll sleep anywhere

camouflaged among the cacti

while offering me protection

these little spikes are comfy

hiding me from detection

so as I slumber peacefully

where I can dream a lot

please let me sleep contently

in my little napping spot

(C) Lissie Bull 2017
image found on boredpanda

 

Stairway to the moon

Round and round I go

slowly up the stairway

heading for the moon

lighting up the milky way

rays catching the balustrade  

as I climb higher and higher

for the night orb glimmers

shimmering like an ice fire

the handrail shines like a web

creating an eerie sight

need to stretch a little further

and touch this globe so bright

with each step I near the top

I`ll be there really soon

then I`ll fly with the stars

from my stairway to the moon

© Lissie Bull 2022 

Summertime

shimmering sparkle of cooling water

as bare feet splash in the hot sun

hearing the children`s laughter

playing ball,  having fun

the call for  ice-cream

rings through the air

squeals of joy

summer

time

(c) Lissie Bull 2022

This is one of my first meaningful poems I wrote 12 years ago and also the first one to be published.  It tell the stages through colours that I went through after my husband died.

 Colours of Bereavement

A quiet moment to ponder
to think things through and see
the kaleidoscope of life
is bearing down on me

the colours that were first seen
after that dreadful day
were all so foreboding
like dark blacks and grey

a shaft of light has started
to peep through stormy skies
black begins to turn to blues
that`s what happens after someone dies

as despair starts to slip away
the colours change again
greens and reds begin to show
does this also happen to men?

anniversaries come and go
the light is getting stronger
colours twist and change again
more brighter tones stay longer

oranges and pinks now show
a smile upon my face
whites and creams are appearing next
and a spring is in my pace

if you could see me now, my love
you`d see a different person
bright colours all around me now
as I know that I can carry on.

© Lissie Bull 2010

 

Lyrics of the Soul

Lyrics of the soul

flowing through my ink

leaping over the staves

that connect each dot

musical notes dancing

across the parchment sheets

words that I treasure

from deep within me

symbols of the music

floating like angels

creating rich melodies

that tug at the heart strings!

quiet to crescendo

depending on my mood

music be to food of life

playing on my soul`s cords

for these notes start with the soul

building up through my mind

as the music and lyrics

take over my whole being!

© Lissie Bull 2022

Kirkwall

 

Kirkwall

Kirkjuvagr,  meaning `Church Bay` in Norse

Incredible town full of opportunities

Rugged and rural landscape

Kirkwall Ba between Uppies and Doonies

Winds from the north sea help create electricity

Ancient monuments older than Stonehenge 

Largest town on Orkney archipelago

Local distilleries with worldwide reputation

(C) Lissie Bull 2022

This is my first attempt to read one of my poems on a video,  not to sure but thought I`d  give it a go.  What do you think?  🐧🐧