Stevie Taite

Rookie (30th January 1973 / Kent, England)

Driftwood - Poem by Stevie Taite

Drift wood

Is this just 'fun' for you?
Coasting on the ride.
It's been deep here with me.
Now I'm  washed up in the tide.

Crashing over rocks.
Could you not just hold my hand.
And carry me beyond.
To fall on softer sand?

I was struggling for air.
Whilst you washed over me.
I thought that I could swim.
But It's unfamiliar sea.

I'm craving for the mainland.
But an island's what I get.
Where my poor mind is stranded.
As it won't let me forget.

Would you send me the drift wood.
That you stowed a ride upon.
And want the tide to take us.
To a place where we'd belong.


Could we stay there a while?
Im not asking forever.
As I understand my  rescue.
Doesn't end with us together.

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Comments about Driftwood by Stevie Taite

  • Rookie - 38 Points Ruby Honeytip (2/14/2013 9:11:00 PM)

    See me? I am your floaties: ^) (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie Alla Simone (10/17/2012 5:15:00 PM)

    The third and fourth stanzas are the best to me, and I really liked this line: Could we stay there a while?
    Im not asking forever. This poem seems to stem from a very tender yet honest place. Your emotions are excellently expressed with this metaphor. The false confidence portrayed in the third stanza and then the feeling of being stuck in one spot in the fourth are very relatable. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, August 9, 2012



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