Tatty Poems - Poems about Tatty

...Hell The place of safety was dirty and cold The building smelt musty, damp and old Place of safety in which I was to roam Was, in fact, a children's home They clothed and fed me as little......Read the rest...

...Fragmented Worn out My veil has been stretched and torn at it seams My face tells a story Hardened by the damp and the cold Embittered and coarsened by the wind The heavy gusts blow m......Read the rest...

...From the unravelled and now exposed mystery Tales of leafy Nottinghamshire And the dusty tatty books of it's long history Comes a tale You'd think it was just a jest However, it is a fact and......Read the rest...

...Have you ever had a massage of any kind? During the process,did you,your teeth, grind? I always thought you get this tender,sweet, relaxing feeling; Until I became a massage client who left squeal......Read the rest...

...Arid, bony-shanked carapace. Shiny, weathered patina tells of desolation, Belies any promise of richness; Yet when inverted, Becoming regal. A tatty, crown implies The ancient purport. T......Read the rest...

...This is a tale of rags to riches About a young girl called Franny Britches Franny was the youngest child and the only girl She had four older brothers Billy ,Bobby ,Bert and Earl Her parents wo......Read the rest...

...In time, in time, always in time The prophets always say There is no time in heaven It just gets in the way Perhaps the madness of my life Has seeped inside my mind Perhaps the sadness of my he......Read the rest...

... abandoned beautiful child wandering like a lost leaf all she can do is quiver as rain splinters fall like a river her name was Cla......Read the rest...

...[Contains - for effect - deliberate miss-spelling and bad grammar] That old pirate cave was a tourist attraction The guide was in period dress In old pirate garb and a well practiced script Th......Read the rest...

...Reborn here now without baggage; moving on was my dawning thought. The torn, fear the clout; the salvage. We like tatty. Not what we ought. A new horizon full of hues. Reborn here now witho......Read the rest...

...[According to Mr Google, what we Brits call a vest is what Americans call an undershirt] The completely cuckoo cuckoo Had got too big for his nest And so he made a hammock From a tatty old s......Read the rest...

...The teacher got up on the stage and welcomed one and all We're putting on a dog show and we'll hold it in the hall We're laying on some fizzy drinks and lots of lovely eats And the winner of the d......Read the rest...

...(Coming Back Home) Crimson sunsets trickled beyond the moor Opulence of one’s youth a mindset forever stays, Miracle of homely birthplace the lure Inspired by non-forgotten special days. Neon ......Read the rest...

...They say you can’t be in two places at the same time. Like so many errors, that knowledge is based on fact and not experience. I know this is true because I have been in many places at once. Th......Read the rest...

...I have held my last pot of hot soup I've come to the end of my threads Befraggled and muffed Bedraggled and fruffed A raddled cloth corpse that's dead Frayed so soft and shabby As the cotton b......Read the rest...