Stevie Taite

Rookie - 78 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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  • 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

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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