Against the Odds
06 Nov 2008 Leave a Comment
in Penny Luker, Poems, Uncategorized Tags: chips, Penny Luker, poetry
I heard them sneer behind my back,
“Mummy’s boy,” they cried;
but how could I leave her
without a man by her side?
She ran the local chippy
and always smelled of fat
I did all the odd jobs
but folk don’t remember that.
I dreamed of writing books
of the stories in my head,
but the words kept on drowning
in the bottles by my bed.
The shop became a prison.
She jailed me with her love.
How I longed to fly free
just like the clouds above.
Then along came his aging nibs,
and mum went all a quiver.
People thought I would be jealous
when he made her old bones shiver.
But I thought – I’ll take my leave;
now I will spread my wings.
I own nothing but my backpack
and a heart that truly sings.
Now I am a seasoned traveller
and see so many sights.
I try delicious national dishes
and climb the highest heights,
but there’s one thing I will never touch,
It will not pass my lips.
I will never, ever, eat again
bloody fish and chips.
Christmas Roses
06 Nov 2008 Leave a Comment
in Penny Luker, Poems, Uncategorized Tags: flowers, garden, Penny Luker, poetry, winter
Christmas roses from my window
are covered in a lace of frost.
They hide within a whitened landscape
as their muted pink is lost.
Still their fine subtle outline,
brings such beauty to my mind,
and when Spring warms the ground
what other gems may we find?
Don’t buy me apples
06 Nov 2008 Leave a Comment
in Penny Luker, Poems, Uncategorized Tags: apples, fruit, orchard, Penny Luker, poetry
Eat lots of fruit is what we’re told today,
to keep ourselves in health and at our best.
Such variety of colour, texture, taste;
it’s a joy to comply and gives us zest.
So buy me tangerines with soft supple skins
and bring me fresh raspberries from the canes.
Dig down into the earth for tiny new potatoes
and pick blackberries from bushes in the lanes.
But don’t buy me apples, I have no need of these,
though eating shiny Coxes brings delight.
One of my greatest pleasures is to climb the orchard trees
and to pluck them from the bough and then just bite.
