Stevie Taite

Rookie - 6 Points (30th January 1973 / Kent, England)

Stevie Taite Poems

1. A Lesson On Poetry From My Five Year Old 11/12/2012
2. A Quiet Side Street 8/10/2012
3. A To Z Of A Body Completing Demanding Exercise. 11/18/2012
4. A To Z Of Less Able Exerciser! 11/18/2012
5. A Writers' Zen 4/20/2013
6. Affliction Or Blessing? 8/11/2012
7. Angels Fall 9/2/2012
8. Another Limerick About The Limerick Master Himself. Jb 12/1/2012
9. Answered In Dreams (A Bit Saucy) 8/21/2012
10. Autumn 's Waking Mutants! 10/10/2012
11. Before A* 8/10/2012
12. Behold The Flower Of The Waterlily 8/13/2012
13. Black And Gold 4/27/2013
14. Blessed 11/4/2012
15. Bloody Ikea 4/21/2013
16. Body Has The Last Laugh 8/10/2012
17. Brown Limerick 10/2/2012
18. Buried Seed 9/29/2012
19. Call Time 8/20/2012
20. Castrate The Crayon 10/31/2012
21. Catch A Poem 8/13/2012
22. Charlie's First Rainbow 10/17/2012
23. Clever Fella, My Fold Up Umbrella 11/22/2012
24. Converse 8/10/2012
25. Cryptic Lipstick 10/11/2012
26. Cupids Arrows (Acrostic) 2/14/2013
27. Cure For Stuttering 10/6/2012
28. Cyberspace 9/4/2012
29. Daddy, Swallow Your Pride. 10/21/2012
30. Dear Old Jeeves 11/27/2012
31. Digging To Australia 6/10/2013
32. Dream-Ed Muse 9/5/2012
33. Driftwood 8/9/2012
34. Drug Induced Blood, Sweat And Tears 9/6/2012
35. Drunk And Disorganised 2/24/2013
36. Earth Without People 10/23/2012
37. Empty 5/21/2013
38. Exception To The Rule 8/10/2012
39. Feel Sad For Me 8/10/2012
40. Fetal And Folded 9/11/2012
Best Poem of Stevie Taite

The Making Of The Moon

The moon was born with Earth they say
Two vortex, large and small
Of gas and dusty nebula
And gravitation's pull

Little wind does stroke its land
For mass is sixth of Earth
Which holds down little Atmosphere
Around its smaller girth

It doesn't suffer weathering
Or recycling of rocks
It's craters still look like the day
The meteors gave it pox

The moon it had no H20
No vapour formed a sea
The soup of life was not there served
So remained species free!

The jealous moon so tries to steal
Our oceans from their ...

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Driftwood

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.

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