I forgot all my tatters and stood on tiptoe in the stirrups to overpeer the fence-row.
The last fragment of self-respect, of bravado even, was in tatters.
The bird was pouring out its heart, tearing the moonlight to tatters.
I knew what to do with his tatters, but that crimson thatch dumfounded me.
A moonbeam rested on her loosened hair and her dress that was torn to tatters.