Anita Harris Poet Tetractys

Tattered Old Thing

Old
Worn-out
Tattered hat
Misshapened, ripped.
Though it's loved, it will not last forever.

At sixty, I am much like that good hat.
Torn up too soon.
Tattered now
Worn-out
Old


19 August 2017
For Broken Wings Form T Poetry Contest

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Eve Roper September 9, 2017 at 12:41 PM I love the verse, Anita, I know the feeling of the second stanza, congratulations on your win! Hugs Eve ~`* Anita Harris September 9, 2017 at 7:37 PM Thank you, Eve! Thanks for stopping by.

Roy Pett September 8, 2017 at 10:01 AM Congratulations on your well deserved win Anita. :)) Anita Harris September 8, 2017 at 12:22 PM Thanks very much, Roy!

Dave Timperley August 23, 2017 at 7:34 AM Anita, there are times when we all wake up just like that. I know I do. Then, I sit up and thank God for another day. I may be old but He still has not done with me yet. He keeps me in wonderment. God Bless. D. Anita Harris August 23, 2017 at 9:23 AM I appreciate the encouragement, Dave! Thanks for reading my work.

John Fleming August 20, 2017 at 5:23 AM Yes--I like this goodly little poem also! :) Although it purports to illustrate a certain despondency it actually has an underlying, and rather comforting, familiarity associated with it all. Very well penned, Anita! My best regards. :) john Anita Harris August 20, 2017 at 6:29 AM Thank you for your comments!

Vijay Pandit August 19, 2017 at 6:12 AM Love this poem--good luck for the contest Anita! Anita Harris August 19, 2017 at 9:19 AM This last birthday hit me hard. It's been one disaster after another since then! Getting tired.