Stevie Taite

Rookie - 78 Points (30th January 1973 / Kent, England)

Stevie Taite Poems

121. Sweet Obsession 12/15/2012
122. Sycamore Seed 9/10/2012
123. The Day After The Pillow Write 9/26/2012
124. The Making Of The Moon 12/10/2012
125. The Therapists Not So Hidden Treasures 12/2/2012
126. The Washing Monster 11/15/2012
127. The Washing Monster, And Friends 1/25/2013
128. There Once Was A Poet Called Thomas 10/1/2012
129. There Once Was A Valerie D 10/1/2012
130. Time Difference Annoyance 11/10/2012
131. Time For A Break 9/7/2012
132. Trespass 1/29/2013
133. True North 3/8/2013
134. Turning Off The Flame 11/18/2012
135. Unkept 2/20/2013
136. Unkept (Remastered To Be True To The Roundel Format.) 2/21/2013
137. Verification Code (Grrrrrrrr) 1/21/2013
138. Voice 2/23/2013
139. 'Wake Up Kavita! ' 11/27/2012
140. Washing Time Machine 4/16/2013
141. Wasps Are Carnivores 8/16/2012
142. Where's My Pen? 8/29/2012
143. White Triangle 8/29/2012
144. Wipe The Blade Clean 1/25/2013
145. Wishes Cried For Wanted Child! 12/4/2012
146. With Out A Parachute 10/11/2012
Best Poem of Stevie Taite

Just A Load Of Silly Limericks About People I Know

I know young lady called Dee
Who lived in a bubblegum tree
She savoured the view
Whilst big bubbles she blew
And she only came down for her tea.

I know I young lady called Carolyn
Who said she was gonna go travelling
She afforded the lot
By a pay out she got
When her ex got impaled by a javelin.

There once was a poet called Ben
Who couldn't let go of his pen
He had a 'to do'
With some strong super glue
And it's been stuck there ever since then.

There once was a young Mr bright
Who wanted his farts to ignite
When he lighted the ...

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Friday Night

To this point in time the ride had been rough
But the demand on posture to counter the motion would be forgotten
As  impatience fermented  foretaste

We took the detour,  
Passed crisp, transparent slopes
Where mostly water fell into man made lakes
And the now distant mountains, with their treacherous descent  would become
Embellished with a layer of illusory snow

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