Sitting in my chair
Sighing with despair
Can you fix me?
Can you do a repair?
Just two teeth he has
Masticating
A thing of the past
Gleaming dentures
I deliver
So life moves on
Come what may
He gets to crunch
Another day
©Vivian Zems
(#Quadrille)
Posted for dVerse Poets – Quadrille Monday #46 ~ CRUNCH. Hosted by De Jackson.
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December 4, 2017 at 8:06 pm
Nice
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December 4, 2017 at 8:23 pm
Thank you!
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December 4, 2017 at 8:12 pm
Oh what a great gift to get… when you have lost your teeth this has to be the best you can get.
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December 4, 2017 at 8:21 pm
No toffees though!
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December 4, 2017 at 8:13 pm
Ha! Yes! And I’m sure he appreciates it!
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December 4, 2017 at 8:21 pm
Hope so!
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December 4, 2017 at 8:26 pm
Those gnashers made me smile, Viv! The reminded me of my granddad’s false teeth that scared the pants off me when I was little. It seems that they are a thing of the past now and I hope I never have to have them.
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December 5, 2017 at 1:23 am
Hopefully not! Floss/brush 2x per day, cut down sugar and regular check ups = no dentures!
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December 4, 2017 at 8:26 pm
What fun! I like your take on this so much. As a dentist, I am sure you have seen your share of these. No toffees, no ice to crunch on….but he has teeth!
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December 5, 2017 at 1:21 am
Thanks, Toni .. :)….I couldn’t think of anything else!
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December 4, 2017 at 8:30 pm
I had an idea that we would get some smiles from this word, but the one at the beginning of your post beats them all. Fun take on the prompt, Vivian.
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December 5, 2017 at 1:20 am
Thanks, Victoria!
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December 4, 2017 at 8:45 pm
Spoken like a true dentist 🙂
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December 5, 2017 at 1:19 am
🙂 🙂
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December 4, 2017 at 9:48 pm
This is lovely Viv, it must be fun to let someone crunch away again :o) xxx
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December 5, 2017 at 1:18 am
It’s satisfying 🙂
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December 5, 2017 at 1:18 am
Thanks 🙂
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December 4, 2017 at 10:22 pm
Hopefully the quality of dentures has improved over the years. My parents both had dentures in their 20’s; lots of gum shrinkage and discomfort–but both were smokers–mother dead at 39, father at 49.
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December 5, 2017 at 1:06 am
Oh wow- so sorry to hear that. Yup, dentures can now be implant-retained…so better quality.
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December 4, 2017 at 10:43 pm
I like the sound of these lines: “Masticating
A thing of the past”
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December 5, 2017 at 1:04 am
Thanks:)
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December 4, 2017 at 11:00 pm
Well, Vivian, it seems the POV on this prompt suits you 😉 Fun write!
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December 5, 2017 at 1:04 am
Hi Jilly, it’s what i hear all day long! 🙂
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December 5, 2017 at 1:40 am
Thank goodness for new dentures and enjoying the crunch of stuff ~
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December 5, 2017 at 7:25 am
Indeed 😊
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December 5, 2017 at 3:17 am
A nice take on Crunch! When I was a child I used to have a set of teeth like that the you could wind up and they would Crunch and Chatter!
Dwight
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December 5, 2017 at 7:25 am
Thanks, Dwight!
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December 5, 2017 at 6:22 am
Your poem made me smile Vivian. What a sweet take on the prompt..Oh! no sweets allowed, I guess 😉
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December 5, 2017 at 7:22 am
No toffees! 😊
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December 5, 2017 at 6:47 am
Three cheers for modern dentistry!
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December 5, 2017 at 7:22 am
Hip! Hip!😊
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December 5, 2017 at 9:36 am
your poem is a sweet rendition of the gift you have to give – with no toffees!!
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December 5, 2017 at 6:57 pm
Thank you! And no- no toffees 😊
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December 5, 2017 at 12:15 pm
Clever and very fun!
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December 5, 2017 at 6:51 pm
Thanks, Misky😊
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December 5, 2017 at 6:41 pm
I think you are a hero to chose your profession as you have Vivian.
I am one of those lumps of jelly that only visit a dentist when I really have to – as I did last week, and had a tooth extracted. And I became a bigger lump of jelly!
Anna :o]
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December 5, 2017 at 6:46 pm
😂😂😂- we’re really sweet people 😉
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December 5, 2017 at 9:14 pm
This is great! Love your rhyme scheme and how you’ve fit a whole story into just 44 words.
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December 6, 2017 at 10:13 pm
I remember my grandmother taking her teeth out every night…(K)
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December 7, 2017 at 12:54 am
Ah..memories..memories 🙂
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