Stevie Taite

Rookie - 318 Points (30th January 1973 / Kent, England)

Call Time - Poem by Stevie Taite

          Call time.

When the Sun goes down

Will I draw the curtains, smiling
or leave them stubbornly open and yearn for  another dawn?

When last orders are called

Will I have sent everyone home
or will there be a ' lock in?

When the crickets play their loudest

Will their gently lullaby send me a slumber
or will it torment me and not let me rest?

Will I die alone or surrounded by love?

I hope my time is not called too early!
As much as I hope I am not left, powerless, waiting.

Poet's Notes about The Poem

Poor Great nanny Walsh. Loved by so many. It seemed she was so scared at the end. Scared to leave, scared to let go. She was a strong woman, who was very poorly at the end of her long life. I hope when my time comes I am surrounded by as much love and I hope it is when I am ready! X

Comments about Call Time by Stevie Taite

  • Jahan Zeb (12/12/2012 6:38:00 AM)

    Strong very strong. When you are ready.............! that is impossible that one can be ready for the end............ A nice poem after all (Report) Reply

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  • Kelly Seale (8/21/2012 1:27:00 AM)

    I'm sure you will be surrounded by many family and friends, and you will relfect back an be happy with what you have done with your life. Very, very good write Stevie. Loved the flow and the anology of your life ending with e curtains drawn or open...yearning for another dawn...a new life? Flawless piece! ; -)
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Poem Submitted: Monday, August 20, 2012

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