Stevie Taite Poems
|121.||The Day After The Pillow Write||9/26/2012|
|122.||The Making Of The Moon||12/10/2012|
|123.||The Therapists Not So Hidden Treasures||12/2/2012|
|124.||The Washing Monster||11/15/2012|
|125.||The Washing Monster, And Friends||1/25/2013|
|126.||There Once Was A Poet Called Thomas||10/1/2012|
|127.||There Once Was A Valerie D||10/1/2012|
|128.||Time Difference Annoyance||11/10/2012|
|129.||Time For A Break||9/7/2012|
|132.||Turning Off The Flame||11/18/2012|
|134.||Unkept (Remastered To Be True To The Roundel Format.)||2/21/2013|
|135.||Verification Code (Grrrrrrrr)||1/21/2013|
|137.||'Wake Up Kavita! '||11/27/2012|
|138.||Washing Time Machine||4/16/2013|
|139.||Wasps Are Carnivores||8/16/2012|
|140.||Where's My Pen?||8/29/2012|
|142.||Wipe The Blade Clean||1/25/2013|
|143.||Wishes Cried For Wanted Child!||12/4/2012|
|144.||With Out A Parachute||10/11/2012|
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 ...
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.