Stevie Taite

(30th January 1973 / Kent, England)


All matter and existence
build from the concept of quark

Everything you need for life
Fits on one Arc

A misty graveyard with just
the song of the Lark

The raving madness that takes hold
and makes you bark

The cutting bluntness
of a succinct remark

Barren, the searing desert.
I fight the urge to disembark

A broken mind, in the shade
of depression, so dark

A winters morn alone
on a bench in an empty park

Submitted: Sunday, October 28, 2012
Edited: Monday, October 29, 2012

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  • Asif Andalib (11/2/2012 10:38:00 PM)

    Beautiful write. I love the last stanza most
    A winters morn alone
    on a bench in an empty park
    Stark (Report) Reply

  • Gulsher John (11/2/2012 4:50:00 AM)

    the first thing that strick is its schem
    good one
    do refine it with diff look
    like 3 2 1 or 5 3 1 words in each line
    as m already working on but in vain
    yo did it well....... grt show (Report) Reply

  • John Brown (10/29/2012 1:32:00 PM)

    Nice poem Stevie, but in the third from last verse, should that be barren (you've typed barron) ? (Report) Reply

  • Jahan Zeb (10/29/2012 9:40:00 AM)

    A winters morn alone
    on a bench in an empty park

    How is it like? What if not alone? Company matters the most That is a very nice poem. Every part telling a different story. Well done Stevie (Report) Reply

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