Today I lost my tooth.
A place where wisdom now sprouts
in dark, well watered space.
An opening to gather truth and speak it
as other teeth join in.
Today I lost my tooth,
and I feel free, and fine.
Fine to sing in poetry genre.
Fine to speak with power grand.
Fine to kiss the day with gratitude.
Fine to eat for nourishment
and to fuel more verse.
Apr 19, 2019
Apr 19, 2019 at 10:53 AM UTC
Today I lost my tooth.
A place where wisdom now sprouts
in dark, well watered space.
An opening to gather truth and speak it
as other teeth join in.
Today I lost my tooth,
and I feel free, and fine.
Fine to sing in poetry genre.
Fine to speak with power grand.
Fine to kiss the day with gratitude.
Fine to eat for nourishment
and to fuel more verse.
Still groggy from the Codeine. LOL
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