Short Tt Poems
Short Tt Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Tt by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Tt by length and keyword.
Their was once a boy by the name of et
He had an encyclopedia bt
He sat on a fence
Fall in a trench
And cry for his tt
iwas going wrong way
tt his i can say
you came and i change
your what love bring
your my everything
you are my task
god put you
IN MY PASS
Hooray Hooray
Bruce Anstey won today
Wohoooooooooooooooo
Tribute to my favourite Motorbike Rider who won
Formula 1 Classic TT race and achieved a new lap record
at the Manx Grand Prix on the Isle of Man today
Jan Allison
26th August 2014
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Still.
On it s a e
c tt rs.
FULL of LIFE.
ChasedAwayByThe neighborhood dog.
Still.
Always listening.
Ears Perked.
ROAR!
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Gone.
|[Oli_12]|
In the nostalgic group islands
It assembles the past to run
Its beauty never stops
Never your tears restraint of falling apart
A chain of islets embraced by serene water
Crystalline white nothing could bet
Its persona densely adheres.
In-flight
040615Z-TT
Past the crossroads the road dives down
Full throttle impetus now a projection through space
Past the White Chapel a hundred and twenty miles an hour
Wheels skimming dancing barely touching the ground
Skill and nerve enhanced with gravities pull
This a test of a man to do his best
Dedicated to all the riders competing this week in the Isle of Man TT races.
Form:
The water's flowing
I need a cup
so that I may drink
Drink up
No longer am I thirsty
Jesus
Jesus
Jesus
Provides for me Him and His Father
All of my needs I have no worries
tT need my hands raised up, raised up
so that I may be endowed blessed from on high
I lift my praise to Him
I lift my praise to Him
I lift my praise to Him
Jesus, Jesus, Jesus
Amen
11/17/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2022©
The Bushy’s crew brewed lots of beer
But TT is cancelled this year
Please give Martin a ring
Four great beers he will bring
To doorsteps to give you good cheer
Two pints cost you only four quid
So do as my husband just did
Call four nine four three nine three
Delivery has no fee ...
They’re only too pleased to get rid!
Poem and U tube clip posted with full permission from Martin Brunnschweiler owner of Bushy's Brewery
22nd April 2020
As I stood in the car,
Traveling from the airport to Oulu,
I could hear the radio,
Where the speaker
Was speaking in finnish;
I could not but notice that foreign accent,
And those repetitive sounds,
In every two syllabuses
Of «tt»
And «kk»
It is needless to say,
That I could not understand one word;
It is in that moment though,
That I was seeing the language
In its essence;
Seeing the language for what it is;
A set of sounds
That are not connected to anything or anyone;
I’m ogling fit blokes dressed in leather
They’ll wear it whatever the weather
Phwoarrh these blokes are so butch
I can look but can’t touch -
My hubby keeps me on a tether!
Some biker chicks wear low cut tops
My hubbie’s jaw instantly flops
He stands there and gawps
His eyes on two stalks
I’m glaring, therefore his ardour drops
We have around. 40,000 bikers descend on our little island over the next two weeks for the TT races. Fun fiction poem
5/27/18