Stevie Taite

Rookie (30th January 1973 / Kent, England)

Invisible - Poem by Stevie Taite

Did you spot the girl
Who sat all alone,
On a bench in a playground
Outcast and unknown? ......

The mates meet up early
To recall and recite
From the programmes they watched
On the previous night

The girl on the bench
Her eyes dart pensively
She doesn't join in
As she has no tv

The mates meet for break
Strong opinions they share
On what clothes they like
Trends in labels to wear

The girl on the bench
Turns away in her shame
She doesn't join in
Shabby clothes on her frame

The mates meet for lunch
The school rings with loud prattle
The alpha females
Choose a cage they can rattle

The girl on the bench
muted through her own choice
She doesn't join in
scared of her own small voice

The mates have a moan
At their parents restrictions
Loving guardian's angst
They interpret as friction.

The girl on the bench
Knows the deal she's been dealt
She doesn't join in
Little love has she felt

The mates gather up
Final bell has been rung
The school empties out
All except one...........

The girl on the bench
Sadly stands and walks home
How she longs to fit in
And not feel so alone.


Poet's Notes about The Poem

Sad how many of these girls, and boys I come across in my line of work! : -(

Comments about Invisible by Stevie Taite

  • Rookie - 0 Points Tiger Lily Love (12/15/2012 5:22:00 PM)

    This was beautiful...describes perfectly the thoughts of the lonely girl who stands out as well as what goes on arounf her. Great work! (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie Alla Simone (12/14/2012 8:16:00 PM)

    You've captured 'the girl on the bench' well. Her appearance. her thinking, her being. Thanks for sharing. The repetition of she doesn't join in adds a nice touch. Fav lines: Her eyes dart pensively. Turns away in her shame. scared of her own small voice (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 1,247 Points Unwritten Soul (12/8/2012 8:17:00 AM)

    Nice presentation, and showing the real life in certain places that we rarely seen but commonly found everywhere....feeling invisible or we not watching what's the real..hard to say..but for this poem..lovely write i say_Soul (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 249 Points Ellias Anderson Jr. (12/7/2012 12:55:00 PM)

    yes, lots of boys and girls, lots of humans. it's totally invisible.
    perfect work
    good job. (Report) Reply

  • Bronze Star - 2,436 Points S.zaynub Kamoonpuri (12/7/2012 4:33:00 AM)

    Yeah i can b hard to fit in with snobbish stinkin rich if u r not dat affluent. Very fine sympathetic poem portrayin her plight well. Though she cud hav lookd 4 a group to fit in. (Report) Reply

  • Silver Star - 3,336 Points Valerie Dohren (12/6/2012 1:16:00 PM)

    Very poignant - I know a little about feeling invisible as I was always very shy, so I can relate to this. Great write Stevie. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Owain Glyn (12/6/2012 12:09:00 PM)

    Sad is right, but I guess compassion is something that we learn later in life, doesn't make it any less sad. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 175 Points Vizard Dhawan (12/5/2012 12:28:00 AM)

    very touchy poem..liked by me very much...great write (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 2 Points Red O'mara (12/3/2012 4:58:00 PM)

    How very moving. Can almost see the girl on the bench. You capture her so sympatheticaly. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, December 3, 2012

Poem Edited: Saturday, December 8, 2012


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