Friday, 3 October 2014

Stand Strong....!

When someone takes
you for a ride
twisted the trust
they can not hide
broken your heart
ripped out your soul
you seek them out
this devilish mole
a blemish seen
this wart on life
strikes you down by
assassin's knife
piercing your heart
the wound is deep
such wickedness
this evil creep!
so stand your ground
let battle begin
rise above it
and you will win!!

© Lissie Bull 2014
Wrapped up in Slumber

I love to watch you sleep awhile
As a mother watches her child
Peace and calm across your face
The steady rhythm of your breathing
As your mind drifts away
What dreams are you dreaming?
Where is your peaceful haven?
The place you go to get away
As your body rests from its toils
I so wish that I could be
Resting in your arms right now
Safely wrapped up in slumber
As we both dream our dreams


© Lissie Bull 2014

"All curled up" found on babbles.com
Dentist


We all want healthy teeth
along with a bright smile
straight, white and shiny
grinning with awesome style

All this comes at a price
and a regular routine
a decent tooth paste and brush
to keep them healthy and clean

We go every six months
to have them all checked out
sat in the dentist`s chair
all panicky, no doubt

Light`s on as we lean back
waiting for the bad news
as the dentist checks our teeth
reassuring us with schmooze

Sadly if a hole is found
then it`s the drill we need
all numbed up, we open wide
when all done, we are freed

I suppose I should say
there`s a moral to all this
best to look after our teeth
so we can smile, laugh and kiss


© Lissie Bull 2014 All rights reserved

I was challenged by my dentist to write a poem that wouldn`t put people off seeing their dentist,
I hope I managed it,  please let me know ....:)





Wednesday, 1 October 2014

A single flower.....

This single flower
a bright red poppy
standing there so proud
one you cant not copy

such beauty and sweet scent
a pleasure to the eye
growing tall among the grass
reaching up to the sky

this countryside pasture
green grasses all around
swaying in the spring breeze
nature the only sound

against a backdrop of blue
flora and forna thrive
this single red poppy
feels good to be alive!


© Lissie Bull 2014
Market Day

Early start
car packed 
and we're off
tables laid out
stall all ready
a trickle of people
passing by
all seem hurried
few stop to say "hi"
a good morning
how's it going?
others with heads down
marching along
somewhere else to be...
noises crescendo
as market comes alive
the hustle and bustle
of the harbour side
gives you a buzz
to get up and sell
all your beautiful
hand made wares !!



© Lissie Bull 2014

Emily

this poem is just for you
to celebrate your birthday
with energy so vibrant
lets enjoy your special day

twenty four years have passed by
love for life fills you with light
a caring, gentle woman
all around you is so bright

so look now to the future
it holds such a lot for you
fulfilling all you desires
I know you will succeed too

so come on everybody
let us smile and celebrate
give three cheers for Emily
hope you special day is great!!


Happy Birthday Emily xx



© Lissie Bull 2014

Tuesday, 30 September 2014

Precious Moments

quiet moments are very rare
but they are so needed right now
as stress and strain start to build up
to release tension,  I ask how

we all need some calm in our lives
relaxation and harmony
to ease the aching heart and soul
bring back some stability

screaming and yelling does no good
only raises the blood pressure
whats needed now is time for peace
tender love is something to treasure

take care of each precious moment
hold deep and safe within your heart
for each one is there just for you
cherish them, never let them part


© Lis Bull 2013
Friday night is here once again
old Jon is ready to hit the town
a good walk in to set him right
meeting everyone in The Crown.

Live music and a round of drinks
which sets the tone for the night
moving on to The Beer Keller
head banging ! God that feels so right!

Working out all your bands requests
Nine Inch Nails, Pantera and more
chatting, laughing, enjoying the music
as the evening hots up, you hit the floor

So 4 am approaches fast
you know it is time to head back
hoarse voice and shattered, but happy
climbing these stairs you hit the sack!!

© Lis Bull 2011


Those were great times,  I remember them well...!