Broken Front Tooth Gum Shun One
broke left front tooth
(true anecdote circa late 1960's early 1970's) prithee
which cold wintry temperatures re:
wheely jogged unpleasant event in axle all let tea
aye rem member inxs of cold playing air
froze natural on gull din pond,
where over head Canadian geese did blare
honking the latest goose sip
loud and crystal clear,
when from behind a bush
(color of smashed pumpkin)
did peek a deer
alert to any rod nee danger field
by parking upright
either one or both ear
instinct flashed warning to doe eyed creature
lest predator doth lurk and induce fear
while Harris Family and friends
oblivious attired in wintry gear,
which padded material cladding
adequately protected me from cold
caused clouded difficulty to see
(thru fog coated glasses),
and muffled keen hear
ring any forewarning
as chief identifier icier
this then gawky child nerd
precariously maintaining balance
on his skates
gliding, than extemoraneous
ill prepareed head over blades swan dive
shutterflying like a bird soon tubby goosed
such attempts made this boy
appear quite absurd
ah, if only this mind of mine shut oral trapdoor,
and force haw debacle with preturnatural wink
did two step quick think,
but woe misfortune awaited
across the bumpy natural rink
blithely jettisoning myself,
to and fro, hither and yon
like a rolling stone
(that gathered no hearty moss) going plink
unaware while in camouflage pose
disguised as one sneaky, slippery icy fink
that snuck up in a blink
found me squarely face down
shattering left front tooth
immediately discovered
via tongue as private sleuth
found me in an extremely agitated state forsooth
as if on fire from red hot chili peppers
wrought jagged dentin chewable booth
Copyright © Matthew Harris | Year Posted 2017
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