Draughty Poems - Poems about Draughty

...Granny`s spooky house My granny has a spooky house she has a spiders web She keeps it in her room at night just above my bed. I cannot take my eyes of it however hard I try As it unwraps its pr......Read the rest...

... If remembering is hopeless, then it’s time to resign But its easy to say, than to perform rightly Time shifts down slowly, crosses the final line And red turns to brown, showing its time to fl......Read the rest...

...The washing’s all done But it’s raining outside, The coal fire is burning So I sneak in to hide Between fireplace And clothes horse, The fireplace being The only heat source. A refuge o......Read the rest...

...Stare all over, O World, you scarcely utter. Bear stalwart angels to arise over the air tugger. Odoriferous water may abscond the realm of prosily. Such as the Goddess of Heaven per......Read the rest...

...Billy the Squid and the Octopus Kid Live in the sea in an old dustbin lid Who would have thought that an old dustbin lid Could ever be somewhere that sea creatures hid But sharks mean and nasty......Read the rest...

...Draughty rafters, creaks and groans Is it wind or Timmy Jones Not in school nor home in bed Did he roam or lose his head So much time since Timmy passed Neither first nor the last Such reput......Read the rest...

...SUPPORTING ARTISTE When I used to tell people I was a film extra, or ‘supporting artiste’ as we preferred to be called, they would say, “How glamorous, mixing with all those stars.”......Read the rest...

...Why I married him God knows, For all that glitters is not gold, Was it pride or just ambition, Was I just a mirage sold. I’m a woman not a Queen For a King that wants it all, Beauty, trinkets......Read the rest...

...Halloween Night High above the dark and haunted land where A pale moon casts scary shadows on the ground. Lanterns lit to illuminate the darkness th......Read the rest...

...Extolling the great Protest poetry is a waste of time He is a victim of the lion And the man in the middle A poet who write nationalistic poems Will be extolled by the elite He might even g......Read the rest...

...Come back my feather- may I steal the artist's words. Now that you are gone everything seems pointless and unbearable. Come back my feather. Give me a sign. You know you are my good omen. Ap......Read the rest...

...Danger lurked in each alleyway pungent smells could not overcome it fear gathered hanging darkly Terror striking minds all edgy creeping fear filling the dark pit danger lurked in each alleyway Dr......Read the rest...

...SPRING WILL COME Small birds in draughty nests behind my brick chimney know that spring will come. Fixing the gutters in leaky boots, my son knows that spring will come. Herds of caribo......Read the rest...

...It was intriguing, this cold dead ash. Your grief, stained and white in a blue china bowl. A handful of coarse sunlight spilled onto tears, You lift your eyes, like a retreating creature troubled ......Read the rest...