STREET LIFE

Wander
drifting everyday,
I’ve lost my home
Where do I stay?
Its dark,
I seek the glow of radiant lamps,
Following steps of other lonely tramps,
I drift- I search, the streets I roam,
I seek a bedsit to make my own,
o'hh, no money I'm all alone,
I search for shelter,
I'm in distress,
I’ve lost my dignity and finesse,
I seek the seafront for some light,
Amusement parks, fluorescents bright,
People pour money in the gambling slots,
Addicts take their daily shots,
Streets meander with lonely drunks,
Screaming sirens wail through the gloom,
Some thief has run and done a bunk,
I'm in a town so far away,
Through open curtains I see a homely room,

mellow warmth I no longer know,
If only I too had someplace to go,
The weathers bitter

I’ve holes in my shoes,
alone and afraid-no money to use.
I'm hungry and cold,

I'm bitterly wet through,

feeling so empty
as onwards I stray,
someone please help me,

please give me the time of day,
Just help me get safety,

or a warm bed to lay,
If only till morning
Then I'll be on my way,
It’s not quite so bad

in the cold light of day,
maybe toss me a blanket
And a small bite to eat,
winters bitter frosts falling,
It will help me stay on my feet.

Empty and lonely,

I didn't expect this,

I thought life on the street,

was all fun and bliss.

Penny Andrews copyright 19/10/2008
By Penny Andrews
19/10/2008

ME A CHEF!

Me a chef!
that just ain't right!
should see my old apron,
what a sight.
whats all this cooking?
what a bore,
thank god it's over
what a chore.
I peeled the spuds
I fried the meat,
Roasted the spuds
I'm off my feet.
If you eat that dinner,
you’re a winner.
I,d say a well mannered guest
I’m just a beginner.
I'm not washing up
the machine can do that,
do have some wine
i’ll help it taste fine.
next to that
your stomach it will line!
if you feel sick
or get indigestion,
these tablets will help do the trick,
that’s my suggestion.
By Penny Andrews
3/4/2008

Life

Life

That radiant suns arising,

Bestowing warmth to the golden dawn,

Illuminating magic to the glinted stars

As they fade with light of morn.

Elsewhere Wild winds no longer wailing,

Seas rest like pools of glass,

Heather scented smothered dales,

Mysterious ghosts of its silent past-

Obscured by a fine faint veil,

Who knows where we are going

Most cease to even care,

Life is just a flicker

Dreams floating in the air,

Flames flicker on a candle

To be snuffed before twilight,

Life’s eternal circles,

Assumed infinite without cease,

Winding waves rage wildly

In enchanted emerald reefs,

Surfs battering the coastline

a strange chaotic peace.

that radiant sun arising.

Dusks white moon shimmers softly

In diamond studded dark,

Sleek gold and silver pathways

Straggling through the oceans tides,

Lovers drift across the sand

Their loving souls collide.

Still that radiant suns arising.

An old man sups his pint,

Smoke fills his precious lungs,

Eye’s blind to what he’s missing,

Convinced life for him life wasn’t kind

As tears drip into his beer,

His life filled with pain and fear,

A million wasted moments,

A grave already dug,

Now he’s only history

His body’s gone to dust.

That old’ red sun keeps arising.

A child cries for his mother,

A new life’s just been born,

That child may live in riches

His trousers may be torn,

Who knows what life holds for us?

Who seems to really care!

A dog awaits his master’s voice,

Flowers await the light,

So much happens in a moment,

The red sky ends the night,

Life’s ours just to rent for now,

Embrace it with your might.

Soon the stars will cease to twinkle,

Memories of a million torches

O’ such was that awesome sight!

That sun is still arising.

What were those stories that great grandma told

About frozen glaciers in the seas?

Only our creator knows the purpose

Of all the birds and bees,

Soon there’ll be no more green grass or blossomed trees,

Who knows how it will happen

To stop destruction man didn’t really try,

Most didn’t even bother

To stop and question why,

Now soon may tears fill a billion eyes?

‘Cos that sun will soon just cease to rise.

It will happen without warning,

No time to say goodbye.

By Penny Andrews

1/4/2008

Penny Andrews copyright 1/04/2008

FLY FUN

FLY FUN

A fly on the wall

Yes, I am he,

Living in squalor

Its ecstasy

Roaming in dustbins

At banquets and all,

With all my secrets-

I could be mans shortfall!

Can’t understand that shock on so many faces,

‘Cos I lay my eggs in so many places?

All this fuss over cleanliness?

I don’t give a damn

They say my habits are disgusting

But that’s just how I am.

If I tittle-tattled I’d put man on his knee’

I always stay quiet

So they should like me.

Fun places I rake,

Don’t use the n.h.s

I’m always disease free,

So why all the distress?

I’d fill all the shops

If all my stories I told,

Solve all the mysteries

Others can’t unfold.

I think an author I’ll be,

Don’t need an imagination,

The stories come to me!

Tales from high places,

Tasty restaurants I’ve been,

Plus pubs and parks,

Exquisite bedroom scenes!

What fun life is,

Trouble life is short,

Everywhere I go,

Fly spray man has bought.

I enjoyed that cream cake

Sitting on the shelf,

I covered it with all sorts

All by myself!

O what’s this here?

This is good fun!

I’ll do as I please

With this sticky bun!

Look. What a sweet doggy!

They said “dirty mucky pup”.

Don’t see all the fuss!

I don’t mind,

I’ll help clear it up!

By Penny Andrews

3.6.2008 Penny Andrews copyright 3/06/2008

Dreams

Dreams

Prismed in a warm and dusky haze

I crave my dreams come true,

Through a brightened cloud I gaze

I see a misty future View,

Emotions through a glowing glinted glaze

A touch of satin silk I steal,

My so wanted wildest dreams

I manage to reveal.

Pray the magic will not sadly stray

But will be there now and every day.

Scars left from yesterdays ups and downs

A blessing for present wisdom found.

Glimmering crystals sets atmospheric landscapes

Echoing angelic sounds the heavens make.

Through the moon shone shimmering ivory world

Of which I’ve been surround,

Stars brighten the ebony darkened sky

Beauty bestows the artists eye,

Rainbows of multicoloured ink

Scroll the words of our future link

By penny Andrews 27.6.2008

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Daily Chores.

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Sorry if the dinner's late

But tough luck,

I’m not here to cook it mate!

If the house is upside down,

I’ve had no time, I’ve gone to town!

If the house is full of dust,

don’t worry about it,

I couldn’t be fussed!

If you're worried,

use a brush -I couldn’t be bothered,

what with life's mad rush!

In the corner you’ll find a spider,

She lives there, so don’t flick a duster,

let her live without fluster.

This is a home, it has its charm,

the dust around will do no harm...

If you really are concerned,

there's a cleaner here,

Just plug it in and simply steer!

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Copyright 2007 - Penny Andrews.

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GREAT NEWS! That wonderful Chinese/British writer
Anhua Gao’s inspirational autobiography,
TO THE EDGE OF THE SKY
will be re-published on June 2008.
(Yes, re-published ... It's that good!)
Get it from bookshops or Amazon (5 star rating).
Or, if you fancy an author-signed copy,
Email: anhuagao@tiscali.co.uk
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