Stevie Taite

Rookie - 317 Points (30th January 1973 / Kent, England)

Stevie Taite
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I am just starting out. I write for me mostly (I think way too much and this serves as an outlet for my very busy mind) . It is fun to share to see if anyone gets anything from them, like a sparked memory, a giggle or some sort of connection. They are nothing amazing, compared to many on here! But I enjoy writing them and to me, that is all that should really matter. X more »

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  • Joe Hughes Joe Hughes (11/24/2017 12:22:00 PM)

    Why have we not heard from you of late Stevie?
    A new offering please but only if you've had a visit from the muse!
    Regards,
    Joe Hughes

  • Payal Parande (4/16/2013 1:26:00 PM)

    she is phenomenal with her work...i just love to read her poems all day long cause they are so sweet and happy.....i just love her poems

  • Ruby Honeytip Ruby Honeytip (1/22/2013 4:28:00 PM)

    Am thinking about setting up a support unit for people who are utterly addicted to the work of this beautiful artist. We would all be late for everything, but our souls would be well fed and singing. Stevie's poetry fills up what is empty and heals what is broken because she is love and magic in prose....a treasure xxx

  • Sayeed Abubakar Sayeed Abubakar (11/7/2012 12:53:00 AM)

    Your poems are excellent. I like your poems very much.

  • Sayeed Abubakar Sayeed Abubakar (11/7/2012 12:51:00 AM)

    You are a true poet. I like you very much.

  • Alla Simone (11/3/2012 9:41:00 PM)

    Stevie is a masterful poet who never fails to make you feel each and every line. She employs a skillful ease to craft metaphors that smoothly steer the audience directly to her desired destination.

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Best Poem of Stevie Taite

A Lesson On Poetry From My Five Year Old

I sat in bed one morning
With a note pad on my knee
When in wondered my Charlie
And he snuggled up to me

He said, 'You writing poems?
We are learning that at school
I know a lot about them'
I said, 'Really mate, how cool'

He stared at me intently
As he stretched out on the bed
His legs crossed at the ankle
And a hand propped up his head

After I had sorted through
And read back what I'd penned
He slid off of the bed
And peered up at me from the end

He stayed there quite transfixed
It kinda put me off my flow
I looked over...

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