Best Front Tooth Poems


No Cooing of Doves

A big hole is in my shoe
My front tooth is on the loose
Poor car won’t start today

My best friend just ran away
He’d be better off as stray
3 days now we have no food

Thunder and the rain begins to fall
From the roof and down the walls
The flood rushed off with the bed

Empty pockets and broken smiles
Everyone turns away to hide
Is there any help to get

Money worries is what I have
I need some cash I pray
Can you lend me by the way

I’ll pay you back
But I can't tell you how or where and when
I lost my job again
The bad luck never ends

I have no money
Can’t buy honey
Nobody cares about me

I have no money
Can’t buy any honey
What's happening to me

Save me oh Lord
From this pain and misery
I’m losing all my hair
Life is just a despair

Save me Lord 
I can’t stand this suffering any more
Feels like I'm dying
Nobody cares about me

My name is Justnoway
Better luck another day
I'm the black sheep of the family

Not a cent to call my own
No cooing dove to ease my soul
No satisfaction for the meek

Save me Lord
These awful sins are much too much to bear
Does anybody care

Save me Lord
My life is slowly coming to an end
Left without a friend

I have no money
Can’t buy honey
Nobody cares about me

Premium Member The Best Moments In Life

Becoming a teenager,
Parents place wager
That by sweet sixteen,
You will have been
Kissed and experienced
Puppy love
While stars twinkle above!
Turning twenty one,
The greatest feeling
Under the sun,
Graduating from University,
Told you are very pretty,
The spark of falling in
Love instantly,
Hearing wedding bells distantly,
Then, Getting married,
Being picked up and carried,
Over threshold of new home,
Labour pains, a big groan,
Birth of a beautiful baby,
Husband murmurs, my
Brave lady!
Child’s first day at school,
Front tooth missing, 
So cute and cool,
Children grow up, graduate,
They date,
Get married, cycle in action
Get married, third generation
The joy of a grandchild
The day he or she recognised you,
And smiled,
Happy moments captured
As they all happened,
And locked in parts,
And segments of everyone’s hearts!

Premium Member When Your Day Goes Wrong

No, no, no!! It’s half past ten!
So what happened to my alarm then?
A power cut!! That’s just my luck.
And now the toilet door is stuck!!

Brushing my teeth I hear a crack,
Oh no it's my front tooth cap,
I’m smiling with a toothless grin!
And the dentist cannot fit me in!’

The warning light tells me one thing,
My petrol tank has nothing in!
And the station’s twenty miles away,
To get there I can only pray.

The cyclist on the inner lane,
Shakes his fist, it’s all in vain,
For I’m driving like a man possessed,
A flash - a speeding fine no less! 

A message appears on my phone
It’s the missus, she needs a lift home
I have to assume that’s what she text
As I seem to have misplaced my reading specs!

Now my cell phone battery is low!
And the signal has no bars on show!
And each and every traffic light
Is showing red, as if to spite. 

Oh no!! What is that up ahead?
Traffic cones all white and red! 
The diversion is twenty miles,
But I soldier on - I’m in denial.

The flat tyre is the final straw,
I’ve no petrol and what’s more
I know it's a pointless task to fight
When your day doesn’t start out right!


Premium Member A Little Girl Without a Doll

Torn party dress
Grass stained knees
Dirt under nails 
A bruise on her shin
Missing a front tooth grinning

"I traded my doll for a skateboard"

Smiling mum sighs "the beginning"






10/28/18

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Premium Member Marking Time

A missing front tooth
Nightlight glowing soft
Height marks on the wall
Training wheels old news
Car keys in the drawer

Butterfly kiss
Mama bear hug
A runny nose
Love for my son

Brushing teeth
Bedtime tales
Shutting doors

Baked bread
Beer breath
 
Tears

Premium Member The House Next Door

Some of the neighbors
Complain about the house across from me
It stands apart
From the neat lawns
Wide driveways 
And picket fences.

Some say 
The people who live there
Inherited the house from their parents 
Years and years ago
When the area was marshland
And it was common to see 
Hunters and fishermen.

A winding street
Wide enough for two cars to pass 
Serves as a boundary between us.

The house once had a broken window 
A gaping hole
That gave the house a reckless character
Like the missing front tooth
Of a mischievous young boy
Now it’s been covered by wood
Nearby, inexpensive white plastic chairs
Thin, stained and unused
Line the side of their house
Inviting phantom guests
To sit down.

In the upstairs bedroom
A curtain drawn as blinds hangs
Brightly colored
Defiant in the face of poverty
Inside a girl hides a diary from her parents
And dreams of the day when she is grown up
Young lovers kiss in the darkness
A hungry baby’s whimper is heard in the night
A radio 
Left out on the front stoop
Plays a familiar song 
To an empty street.

The people living in that house
Are proud
Keeping what they have
Admiring their courage
I ask myself
Who am I to complain?


Premium Member Redneck Wedding

When the preacher asked Do you take this man
The groom thought this was a thrill
The bride replied I may as well
Being no one else will
When the preacher said Do you take this woman
For your awful wedded wife
The groom replied Oh my
You mean the sentence is for life
Two families sitting side by side
Watching each other like hawks
When the Bride and groom stepped outside
Instead of rice, they threw rocks.
It was a romance made in heaven
If you want to know the truth
She was in love with his pick up truck
And he loved her front tooth
They went on their honeymoon
To a cabin on top of the hill
There was furniture on the front lawn
In the back there was a still
He promised her he’d do his best
And some day they’d have it made
So he decided to go back to school
And finish second grade
Now you might think this is funny
And filled your heart with laughter
But they never worried about material things
So they lived happily ever after.

Premium Member Tooth and Letter

He put his tooth under the pillow along with a letter that he wrote
It was a request for a wish from the Tooth Fairy that he scribbled on his note

It read:
Plees insted of muny cud you grant me this 1 wish
Cud you go to the hospitle and giv mi Mom a heeling kiss
Cud you make her feel all beter, cud you make her feel all rite
Cud you as a anser to this leter bring mi Mommy hum tonite

He woke up anxious in the morning to read the Tooth Fairy’s reply
He took the letter to his father who read with tear drops in his eye

It read:
Thank you for your letter, that was a thoughtful wish
And your Mommy asked that I, please reply with her kiss
Your Mommy had to leave last night and join the Angels up above
Even though I couldn’t bring her home, I brought you all her love

He looked at me in wonder; sorrow etched upon his face
Where his front tooth was yesterday, there was only now a space

He said:
Daddy, maybe you should loose a tooth and write a letter too
So, the Tooth Fairy can also bring some of Mommy’s love to you

I told him, “Mommy’s love fills up this house and always will be here”
With tooth and letter in my pocket, I hugged and kissed our little dear
© Joe Flach  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Bittersweet

Alone 
I watch
The house across from me
The people who live there
Keep to themselves
A shallow creek 
No wider than a man’s gait
Water no deeper than two feet
Runs as a boundary between us.

The house once had a broken window 
A gaping hole
That gave the house a reckless character
Like the missing front tooth
Of a mischievous young boy
Now it’s been covered by wood
Nearby, inexpensive white plastic chairs
Thin, stained and unused
Line the side of their house
Inviting phantom guests
To sit down.

In the upstairs bedroom
A curtain drawn as blinds hangs
Brightly colored
Defiant in the face of poverty
Inside a girl hides a diary from her parents
And dreams of the day when she is grown up
Young lovers kiss in the darkness
A hungry baby’s whimper is heard in the night
A radio 
Left out on the front stoop
Plays a familiar song 
To an empty street.

The people living next to me
Are proud
Keeping what they have
Admiring their courage
I ask myself
Who am I to complain?

Premium Member Pretty Much Doubt It

If you were at the grocery store
Waiting in line
and the person ahead of you
was bored with waiting
so turned back to talk with you
and flashed you a grin...

and was missing a front tooth or two...

would you respond to her in the same way
you'd respond to a woman who packed a full set of
mighty bright
mighty tight
mighty expensive chompers?

Old Show

Have a hole in my sock
Sneaker is torn
A bump like Hernia
Next to my groin.

Corsage must pick
My son’s prom tonight
Stop by MacDonald’s
Grab me a bite.

Must watch out for myself
Front tooth is loose
If I chew too hard
It’ll be of no use.

Good thing still have hair
Although grows quite thin
If it starts to fall
Damn curly sin.

Done the days chores
Rest and sit down
Getting old for this circus
Should be a retired clown.

Like I Always Say

Like I Always Say

Like I Always Say
About heaven no telling
Who you run into.

What I like about
Haiku is it always is
So nice short and sweet.

If George Washington
Told the truth did he really
Have a false front tooth.

Was cat and mouse game
Which one of them should we blame?
Both from God they came.

Judge and jury was
Were required and because
Had case of the blahs.

So just how extreme?
Would you be in a sweet dream
With peaches and cream.

When you reach the end
What was it you did intend
To Soup poem should send.

Of course.

Jim Horn, Philosopher
and  Also  Soothsayer
© James Horn  Create an image from this poem.

Snaggletooth the Snitch

We (me and the missus)
live in a decent
accommodations low income
quite modest rent,
which facility lacks no shortage
of gossip mongers

with mail delivery the major event
many old people smelling of unguent
faux superman thumping chests nsync
with hooking thumbs around
suspenders feigning to be affluent,
and self important as former

triple secret double agent
yeah, minus the snitches,
the one bedroom apartment
at highland manor ranks
as most satisfactory ascent
to appease our taste, and

general environmental ambient
aspects compared to other
housing situations of ours
so, despite most every nosy, ancient
snooty, hoity toity...tenant,
particularly one butch herd gal

with a cock eyed louey, facial accent
a perfect spectacle for circus big-tent
single bucked sharp front tooth
sparkles, mocks, glistens...
as if brushed with Pepsodent
of course displayed "FAKE"

seventh heaven-sent
friendliness, when poor us
near being penniless with only tencent
experienced a warm welcome
a short time after moving here
but demeanor thereafter went

postal - stamp ping like the dickens
as if yours truly an unrepentant
sin nurse stir jokester,
nonetheless  minds hateful words adamant
lee averse to cast aspersions,
cuz a friendly gesture linkedin
with my preference to be cogent

practicing what this atheist doth silent
lee preach, sans attempt tubby tolerant
in the face of someone belligerent
attentive to mine credo, dogma, ethos...
while alive in this world be tolerant
of others, whether he/ she wuzzent
pleasant still recalling days of yore,

I felt disgusted with myself when hell-bent
to hurl expletives (adding insult to injury)
if somebody bad mouthed me,
thus object lesson not requiring fervent
fanatical religious fervor
plus gluten free and NON GMO
improving health of Clark Kent.

Broken Front Tooth

(Asia may not know, this LIX city split baby boomer now ranks himself as an in denture charred sir vent reflecting on that painful instant when enamel collided with frozen water versus the recent removal of all teeth - courtesy of periodontal disease, and reckons how quaint that facial fracas).
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inxs of cold playing air 
froze natural pond, where 
over head Canadian geese did blare
honking the latest goose sip loud and clear
when from behind a bush 

   (color antler protected doe against fear
of smashed pumpkin) did peek a deer
alert to any danger by parking 
   upright either one or both ear

lest predator doth lurk and induce fear
while Harris Family and friends 
   oblivious attired in wintry gear
which protection from cold caused difficulty to hear

necessitating cupped gloved hands 
   to punctuate every muffled word
to be but barely heard
akin to talking with mouth full of custard

above the quiet riotous mirth 
   from this then gawky child nerd
precariously maintaining balance 
   on his skates and glide like a bird
such attempts made 
   this then boy appear quite absurd

ah, if only this mind of mine 
   did two step quick think
but woe misfortune awaited 
   across the bumpy natural rink

blithely jettisoning myself hither and yon 
   like a rolling stone going plink
unaware while in camouflage pose 
   disguised as one sneaky slippery fink
that snuck up in a blink

that found me squarely face down 
   shattering left front tooth
immediately discovered 
   via tongue as private sleuth
finding me in extreme agitated state forsooth
as if on fire from red hot chili peppers 
   wrought from jagged booth

winning sympathy from parents 
   who did level best to tend distraught son
who ushered playback of events 
   with less disastrous rerun
praying for an angel 

   to grant reverse outcome brought none
gut wrenching grief 
   immediately terminated former fun
damage irreversible and 
  perfect white smile forever broke con!

A Box of Memories

I came upon a box today
That I had not seen in ages
- So I decided to take a peek

A Billy Idol cassette tape
A carousel charm keepsake
- I remember wearing it for weeks

A rhinestone button fallen off
My favorite outside coat
- I used to wear it everywhere

A picture of my dog who had
One eye blue and one green
- Taken from me too early, it wasn't fair

A piece of my adult front tooth
Knocked loose from a fall on the pavement
- Gosh, how much that hurt!

A "best" half of a best friends charm
Shine almost completely faded
- The word "best" caked with dirt

My favorite star eraser
Colors ranged from red to blue
-Never wanted to make it erase

The hot wheels care he gave me
When I was only 6
- When little brother still showed some grace

A elementary check yes or no
With no checked in bright red
- My first lesson in rejection

A wooden cross pendant
I always used to have around
- When I thought it was enough protection

Last but not least
A letter I wrote to me
-Full of hope and wishes and dreams

My eyes have teared up
But i'm still smiling
-At this box of memories

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