Short Natter Poems
Short Natter Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Natter by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Natter by length and keyword.
My wife likes to stop for a natter
With friends she will sit down and chatter
Now she does this a lot
And the size of her bot
Is just getting fatter and fatter
The crack of a twig..' Some snickers, there's natter.'
Double cream underJam with seeds; just homely feeds.'
A duck on a piano, under willow fronds in Devon; England.'
Whoop with delight as all the time is yours
Enjoy life to the full
Eat out - you don’t have to cook
Keep up with friends and have a natter
Explore new places
Need time to totally chill
Dread the alarm clock going and the working week is back
platter fell out of cupboard with a loud clatter
mrs mczatter nearly ceased her weird chatter
my uncle datter stopped eating his chocolate cake batter
grandma slatter asked me "what is the matter?"
Platter was metal, so it did not break or shatter
mrs mczatter resumed her incessant pratter
natter and tatter argued who had to pick up the platter
datter wished it had been porcelain "so we would have had a splatter."
That azure day, a starlit eve of spring, long time ago
I realized at last, irrevocably
that I would love that slip of a girl all my life
that no-one else would be her way one with the land,
a part of the landscape
the forest natter of none in the same way
Long ago, when I could hardly foresee
what it would require and with interest claim
and that love for that blue-eye
would measure me relentlessly, without residue
A pirate met a painter and they had a little natter
Each of them seemed quite upset so what could be the matter
One of them had lost a shoe and only had one left
And one had lost an earring which had left him quite bereft
The pirate hunted high and low, the painter did the same
Neither found the thing they sought which really was a shame
What good is just one earring or a solitary shoe
Long John Silver told Van Gogh, I’ll do a deal with you.
It may be just chatter
Or maybe a natter
Sometimes it’s a clatter
Of sparrows in bush.
Whatever the reason
Regardless of season
None ever lacks voice
Whether sad or rejoice.
They all stay together
Whatever the weather
If one goes elsewhere
Then others go there.
Like family and friends
Some go round the bend
But never abandoned
Always kind understanding.
Maybe we too could learn
Never others to spurn
Stay together we must
Same ‘Children of dust.’