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ScaryGary Mar 17
Later I am going to extract a tooth on camera to show mind over matter. I am a dentist, although it has taken two months of work to pull one tooth. It is an art. A rotten and infected art
This is true, I'm sure any haters know where to look...my fb page...I think I can start to like fb and fall under it's spell
monique ezeh Oct 2020
So this is what pain feels like:
A rotting in the center of your tooth.
You don’t want to touch it (that’s where the real pain starts),
So you leave it.
And a dull ache becomes a sharp one;
Decay on the inside becomes decay on the outside.

And then your tooth is black.

It hurts more than you’ve ever felt
When the dentist takes his drill to your tooth.
It somehow hurts even worse
When he tells you that he can’t salvage it.
        You can’t turn decay into strength, he says.
        You can’t bring death back to life, he says.

Now, there’s an empty space where a tooth once was.
You run your tongue over it, mindlessly, daily—
In a few weeks, the raw flesh becomes toughened, smooth—
It’s like nothing was ever there.
No tooth. No decay. No death.
But you still remember.

You still feel the ache.
Michael R Burch Apr 2020
Polish
by Michael R. Burch

Your fingers end in talons—
the ones you trim to hide
the predator inside.

Ten thousand creatures sacrificed;
but really, what’s the loss?
Apply a splash of gloss.

You picked the perfect color
to mirror nature’s law:
red, like tooth and claw.

I thought about titling or subtitling this one “A mini-ode to manicure” but thought better of it. Please note that this poem is not about female predators but the way the human race “glosses over” its predatory nature. We may appear to be “civilized” but what are we doing to the planet and its other inhabitants? Keywords/Tags: polish, nails, talons, claws, predator, gloss, loss, red, tooth, claw, pollution, climate change, global warming, mass extinction, genocide
Mark Wanless Sep 2019
i had a necrotic tooth
inside my mouth
i tasted death
I know a lady dentist
Whose touch is not as sweet as her smile
She seems really nice
But not with those tools in her hand

It will take just a minute she says
But the pain that follows lasts for days
The whirr of the drill
Sends me down the proverbial hill

The shades of whites and blues
Puts the frenzy on cue
Not even her soothing words
Can make the pain less worse

Whenever I have to eat a candy or sweet
I stop to consider which is meet
The pains I can hardly bear
Or the lady dentist's smile so dear
I wrote this to commemorate World dentist day March 6th
Star BG Apr 2019
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
Star BG Apr 2019
Just got my tooth pulled
They called him Mister Sixteen
I lost an old friend

*

Tooth had to come out
Sir Sixteen left to dentists
hands I knew it well

  *

I went to dentist
tooth by pain screamed let me out
Its name was Sixteen

*

Bye Bye to my tooth
dentist was his ticket out
His chatter is gone
I had my tooth pulled yesterday. I lived through it to write another day. LOL  This is the first group of poems written when I woke up. Thank goodness for Codeine. Invented for peace
shamamama Jan 2019
You smile-
With new spaces between your teeth,
Newly lost teeth
Cast off to the tooth fairy,
You trade in
to get your new teeth
I hear your laugh,
You flash your toothless smile
I smile back,
The twinkle in your eye tells me
of the wisdom born in you,
The landscape inside your mouth
growing upwards
Like mountains in your being,
Your innocence  birthing into new life experiences
shaping who you are,
Your new toothless smile tells me
of your growing confidence,
You pat me on the back
"It's OK mom, I know who the tooth fairy is,
You don't have to explain."
Your eyes sparkle with magic,
You tell me who the fairy
Really is.
teeth, innocence
Eric Babsy Sep 2018
I appreciate the time we spent together.
You know I used to come to you in any weather.
But you denied me my friend.
This is how I know this relationship will not happen again.
Now I will make sure that odium becomes reality;
Because of you and your fake personality
With these thoughts I aim at you with such veracity.
If only you could feel what I feel just to understand me.
Some would say I have chosen the wrong path,
I guess I will pull out the claws and never retract.
Thanks to you I am more idiosyncratic;
I have no more friends to make this situation less chaotic.
I am certain that all the little things I do add up to nothing to you.
That is why I am saving the best for last, because that is what I am due.
I have been put on the path of least resistance;
Because the most dangerous things in my life will always stay persistent.
Now to make a stand for myself in any light.
The carnivores have me and with a jagged tooth they will bite.
This is my pure unadulterated return.
For years and years my hatred flame has burned.
Never do I want my friends to be enemies.
It is better for me to count sheeps with a Golden Fleece just ahead of me.
Now that is said and done to you.
I hope you do stick in my head like glue.
All of us pay the price for a chosen few.
I hope to never see again.
I hope this remains until the very end.
Sara Jun 2018
He's cherry liqueur,
keeps his cards face-down,
sweet enough to be a sweet
but still a little bit sour.
Deep, dark thinker
but not one to wear a frown
and so he puts me in my place
from the inside out.
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