An Ode to the Loss of a Tooth

A story developed from my mind...as they always appear to with inanimate objects, this was what came through, ha! It's fun, go play.

 “This space has grown between us!”

Said one tooth to another

“The man with the face mask, he stole our pained brother!”

 

He had ripped him from the nerve centre

Out into the open

“I do wonder” Wisdom whispered wisely

“I wonder how he’s coping”

 

“He could have been the tooth, to rule all the others. But he’s been taken from existence...our pained brother.”

 

“What can we do, with the gap he’s left in our semi-circle?”

One thought that maybe he’d popped his head down, just ‘like a turtle’

 

“No! No!” cried Wisdom “Don’t be so absurd.”

“I saw his face fly away...he looked quite perturbed.”

 

And so the other teeth, all gathered round with questions. (To try and find the answer and avoid silly suggestions.)

 

“We must be calm, we must think” snapped Wisdom “We must stop all this fuss.”

 

“We should have known! He must have flown! Off with the circus!”

 

They knew that with his enamel, it’s not hard to travel and they all bet that he’d get far.

 

So the tale ends with absent friends, never far from the heart.

I’ll look after them and never lose one again

 

Til death do us part!

Reviews

[Bubo]

This is light, and so much fun to read
I love the thought that teeth have conversations and bear loss,
My fave being .................. "We must be calm, we must think" snapped Wisdom "We must stop all this fuss."

Fab stuff!

[Marina]

This poem is so good.
I like the whole concept of talking teeth, and the Wisdom thing got me.

This was absolutley fantastic.
So true!

XxStaySweet,
Rinaaaa

[Bethany Woody]

Haha. This is cute. It would make a great little kids story. What do they call them when they have morals and stuff like that? This could be turned into one of those and sent out to schools in little pamphlets to teach kids to always brush and floss.