Treasure Island

Stevie Taite

(30th January 1973 / Kent, England)

Unkept (remastered to be true to the roundel format.)


In attempt to stop her stashes in any fitting crevice
A thousand telling tones, lost with bravado through eyelashes
Battered, head bowed to deflect all adult menace
a message missing target, in attempt to stop her stashes

Must just love the sound of flapping tongue lashes
What befitting impetus would set a pride in place
Grooves are wearing thin, needle sparks and flashes

barricade the flood land and she will drown in her misplace
Build a tide of tidy-less, forego the constant clashes
Would she bale a sinking ship and welcome her new found space?
A message missing target, in attempt to stop her stashes

Submitted: Thursday, February 21, 2013
Edited: Thursday, February 21, 2013
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Big fat rhyming scheme oversight the first time. My daughter is still just as messy however.: -) x

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