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Dentistry

They can correct your
Discolored, coffee-stained teeth.
They can realign
Them when they are crooked,
Slightly out of place,
Jutting from below your lips.
They can readjust
Your smile, so you can receive
Compliments. You feel so bad,
Don't you?

poem by Tim Stensloff
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A Crooked Smile (song)

With your deep brown eyes
and your crooked smile
you swept me away for
quite a while when you smiled
a crooked smile

Then you came and
asked for a chance
but all I said was
How bout a dance
and then you smiled
A crooked smile

(Chorus)
Now your gone
and I'm missing you
and my broken Heart
wont be in two
when you smile
a crooked smile

Years have passed
and tears have too
but all I know
is I love you
and your smile
your crooked smile

Yesterday when you
got off the plane
you ran to my side
cuz I stood at your gate
and then you smiled
a croooked smile

You pulled me close
and said hello
but I could see
you were being mellow
til you smiled
a crooked smile

(Chorus)
now your here
and I'm loving you
and my broken heart
won't be in two
when you smile
a crooked smile

Moments passed
and memories made
And I know there ain't a better day
then when you smile
a crooked smile

Oh when you smile
my heart goes wild

poem by Jasmine Thompson
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Realign

Decisions made from desperation
No way to go
Internal instincts craving isolation
For me to grow
My fears come alive
In this place where I once died
Demons dreaming
Knowing i...i just needed to realign
Fell in a river of illusion
And apathy
Drowning in a self-induced confusion
Id rather be
My fears come alive
In this place where I once died
Demons dreaming
Knowing i...i just needed to realign
My fears come alive
In this place where I once died
Demons dreaming
Knowing i...i just needed to realign
My fears come alive
In this place where I once died
Demons dreaming
Knowing i...i just needed to realign
My fears come alive
In this place where I once died
Demons dreaming
Knowing i...i just needed to realign
Yeah!

song performed by by Godsmack
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Deceptive Images

smile teeth yellow stained
like veteran chain smoker
disguise copious life cups
caffeine coffee mind mends
thought energy fix fuel flows

poem by Terence George Craddock
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Coffee!

Coffee beans all ground up,
Coffee in my favourite cup,
Coffee black, coffee white,
Coffee dark, coffee light,
Coffee right, to start the day,
Coffee at work, coffee at play,
Coffee midday, coffee at night,
Coffee to sober, coffee to excite,
Coffee weak, coffee strong,
But maybe instead some Lapsang Souchong! ! ! !
TEA! ! ! ! !

poem by Ernestine Northover
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A Pair Of Smiling Teeth

A pair of smiling teeth, took me by suprise

One miserable november day

Caught by the light that shone from those pearly whites

I was at once diminished in sight

Sore, knocked to the floor

Once bitten twice shy

The smiling teeth bit into my thigh

And then jumped into my bag

They appeared in several anonymous photographs on their own

The smiling teeth arrive without a face

And kept bugging me

Though they remained silent (mostly)

They occasionally snapped back

Like a pair of castanets

The smiling teeth were not easy to forget

The smile was penetrating and fixed

A sinister smile

A horrible monstrous hungry happiness

That pressed down on me from afar

Even when the teetb were trapped in a jar

And thrown out to sea

I could feel that smile pressing down on me

My thin lined lips were beginning to curve at the edges

My teeth pushed through the chaos of my serious state

Until a fix grin emerged from my chin to cheek

So fixed was the grin I lost the power of speech

Nor could I eat no more

That smile those smiling teeth had possessed me

Like a fake hollywood smile on a cheap boardwalk of fame

I smiled an eternal full toothed smile

I never spoke again

poem by Yvette Smith
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Just Thinking About Walt Whitman

In the lunch hour alleys of the city,
We ate our Mexican food with the mild sauce,
Not wanting to raise the heat of our conversations;
Our plans were a rock concert at a small venue
Where the pretty but slightly plump girls scream
Drunken love to the lead singer,
And the tall man with the fresh tan
Hangs out in the back aisle scoping out the chicks;
And a few people begin to dance with missile-happy,
Excited legs spraying all over the place,
And I just want everyone to be joyful
Without punk rocking the scene with any consonantal violence,
And I always want to dig the waitress passing out the beers,
She tends to have cute, short black hair and some hip tattoo;
If I’m already sober, she will give me a free coffee
And I’ll sit in a dimly-lit back corner all lonely
And try to write a melancholy poem about her eyes;
If I’m slightly inebriated, she’ll smile and get an easy tip
And then tell me to behave myself;
Someone will bring pizza and get all-tomato stained
In the shuffle and flow of the night,
And then, when I go outside, I’ll have a fistful
Of quarters and dimes to give to the homeless guys
In some small way to pay back my debt to society
For letting me read Walt Whitman undisturbed on Sundays.

poem by Uriah Hamilton
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Blood Stained

Atrocities
Made every day
Religiously
Their sins
They hide
Can never disguise
Blood stained hands
Blood stained times
Blood stained deeds
Blood stained lies
They wage their wars
Such profiteers
Will nail us all
Their crimes
Concealed
Despicably reveal
Blood stained hands
Blood stained times
Blood stained weapons
Blood stained lies
They fire at will
Intent to kill
They have no conscience
They have no conscience
Ethnic cleansing nothing more!
Blood of nations blood of war
Turn blind eyes
From all your crimes
You bare our souls
Show no remorse
You cannot wash
The bloodstains off
They turn their backs
While others
Commit grisly acts
Were scared
For life
By politicians greedy
Blood stained hands
Blood stained times
Blood stained weapons
Blood stained crimes
Blood stained lands
Blood stained minds
Blood stained deeds
Blood stained lies
And while such predators
Stalk this earth
Disguised as saints
They kill our faith
Obsessed by greed
Lying through their teeth
They cannot wash
The blood stains off

song performed by by Judas Priest
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Watching

I watch his mouth move,
his lips;
they hypnotize me.

They are sensuous;
alive in their movements

I like the way they
form vowels;
the top one curls
with the word 'so'
form vowels
like 'oh' deliciously;

and the bottom one
to pouts at me
both open softly
his white teeth showing.

He says
'hummmm'
and they rest
one atop the other
soft sound vibrating them
on their fleshy palette..

I remember best
those lips

pouting outward
slightly
saying 'I do'

I remember his lips
saying 'I do'
at the wedding.

I 'll always love those lips
Still do.

poem by Lonnie Hicks
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“great Souls Live In Crooked Bodies”

Judge not, measure not,
The greatness of a soul;

By how one looks outside
By how one speaks or acts
By home where they reside
Instead observe how you react

Should you feel shame for them
or pity should arise,
It’s that your mind is closed,
Heart wearing a disguise

Crooked faces, crooked smiles
Fool those like you and me
Crooked limbs on crooked forms
Create ill will, poorly we then see

We must offer love to one another,
For that crooked man you scorn
As God would have it is your brother
Heaven-Sent and Earth-Born

poem by Ray Lucero
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Self-Mocking

Whenever I self mock
over a compliment I have been given
it is not to insult the person who gave it,
more to injure myself.
I can cope with most things
that are given to me except compliments.
Sound Strange?
When I was growing up many years ago,
I was belittled by family and friends alike.
They made me feel like a misfit,
so a misfit I became.
I endured insults about me
in every way shape and form.
Compliments were never given
and became a stranger to me.
Now that I am older,
I do not stand easy
when compliments are given
and I have to mock myself
and make a parody out of me.
I grew up feeling useless in everything I did.
They did not realise what they were doing
and hurting that they caused. I
t was not jokes they threw at me,
but hurting insults that made me feel insecure.
Now when compliments come
I cannot accept them readily.
I cannot accept that anyone
would want to compliment me,
so I self mock myself you see.

10 November 2008

poem by David Harris
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Please smile

A smile on your lips comes absolutely free; spreading
waves of unsolicited
exhilaration in my persona,
A smile on your lips looks mystically enchanting;
resembling sweet coats of
molten nectar,
A smile on your lips accentuates your immaculate
teeth; portraying your
mesmerizing grace,
A smile on your lips gives me loads of renewed hope;
instantly assassinating
all the anguish I face,
A smile on your lips reveals your boisterous nature;
encompassing me
completely in supreme exultation,
A smile on your lips impregnates me with hope;
prompting me to overcome a
battalion of dismal failures,
A smile on your lips makes me walk fast; keep up pace
with the uncouth speed
of mundane world,
A smile on your lips looks ravishing in the tenacious
moonlight; instigating
me to stare unrelentingly in your sapphire eyes,
A smile on your lips sculptures your face to resemble
a fairy; bestowing upon
my dreary soul a plethora of riches,
A smile on your lips makes me oblivious to time; and
hours unleash themselves
into days without traces of boredom,
A smile on your lips reinvigorates my exhausted bones;
encouraging me to walk
for marathon distances in sweltering heat of the sun,
A smile on your lips makes me feel exorbitantly
special; placing me several
shades above the common pedestrian,
A smile on your lips makes me ostentatiously dream;
sequestering me from harsh
realities; blending me with ostentatious walls of the
palace,
A smile on your lips incorporates me with tumultuous
confidence; making me
extravagantly speak at business meetings,
A smile on your lips gives you that frivolous look;
melting my stringently
compact composure; instilling my demeanor with
inevitable desires,
A smile on your lips makes me feel flying high in thin
clouds; incessantly
constructing a building of dreams,
A smile on your lips reinstates my belief in mankind;
inducing me to be
philanthropic towards my fellow beings,
A smile on your lips pacifies soaring temperatures of
viral fever in my
silhouette; alleviating the soreness in my intricate
throat,
A smile on your lips makes me incorrigibly feel I am
real; have a definite
purpose while existing on this earth,
A smile on your lips distinguishes you from the
solitary girl; granting you
the invincible status of being holistically alive,
So for heaven sake sweet heart; wake up from the
realms of unconsciousness and
PLEASE SMILE.

.

poem by Nikhil Parekh
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A smile again n again...

A smile again n again...

So many things happen in life,
n u smile,
People ignore u,
u smile,
they dont like u,
but u smile,
u feel bad,
still u smile,
They do it again n again,
but u keep up ur smile.

u aren't great as them,
u aren't wished like them,
u aren't talked like them,
still u love them,
n welcome them,
with a smile.

Time keep movin',
n u need them,
they laugh at you,
they put u aside,
n u have it all,
with a smile.

U feel alone,
u feel exhausted,
tears keep flowing,
but u hide them,
n instead, show your lips,
carrying a smile.
-Prankul

poem by Prankul Agarwal
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Start the Day - Parody The Lounger - Oxford Sausage 1767

I wake up with a smile,
laze in bed for a while,
as the eyes readjust to the light,
run the dreams through my head
and then leap out of bed
to shed musty dustsheets of night.

Tea or coffee, a pile
of new emails, a mile
round the block to stay fit may sound trite,
but when all’s done and said,
one feels better when fed
with a breakfast both balanced and light.

Start the day off in style
and no trouble, no trial,
may depress you, oppress you, or spite,
worries fade and instead
plans may prosper, - ahead
Life sparkles with joy and delight.

poem by Jonathan Robin
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Mister king of the ice

Your love is cold,
like the ice in Antarctica,
good luck,
mister king of the ice.

I see your face so bold,
like the stop sign.
S T O P,
i think i shall go.

You think your so smart,
You are as smart as pride takes you,
and that was me,
being nice.

You have so many witty comments,
Your like one of those talk shows,
where they have a CLAP and LAUGH,
sign that must be held up but you don't know.

You use big words,
(out of context) ,
your face is so handsome,
(in a certain light)
your smile is so perfect,
(your teeth are stained with coffee)
Good luck mister king of the ice.

poem by Sandra jacks
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With Teeth

But she will not let you go
But this time Im not coming back
She will not let you go
But this time Im not coming back
Keeps holding on
She will not let you go
Keeps holding on and on
She will not let you go
No, no, no, no, no!
With teeth
With teeth
With teeth
With teeth
I cannot go through this again /x8
No, no, no, no, no!
With teeth
With teeth
With teeth
With teeth
Youve finally found the place where you belong
It comes on strong
She makes you hard
The rules have changed, the line begins to blur
To what you were
Wave goodbye
With teeth
With teeth
With teeth
With teeth
And it runs deeper than you dare to dream it could be
The black seal
She makes you better than anything youve tried
Its in her kiss
She comes along
She gets inside

song performed by by Nine Inch Nails
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Hollow flatterers

Hollow flatterers,
Do absolutely nothing for me.
Maybe because I've observed them before,
From childhood.
Those people showing their toothy smiles.
As if friends.
And behind someone's back,
They flap their lips loosely with gossip to attack

Compliments not honesty,
They perceive as a correct thing done.
But a sincerity felt in truth...
Is disconnected from them,
And this they can not do to show to anyone.

And as I age with a clarity,
That is daily wisening...
I see the hollow flatterers empty of depth and deed.
And wonder I do to myself as I observe...
Do these people realize others through them can see?
Flapping their lips loosely with gossip...
Yet deceptive as they practice,
A self righteous hypocrisy.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Bushwacked Notebook

Well, I was trying to stay
Tidy, keeping the 'font' small,
But rain kept falling
And the ceiling leaked
Red - brown.

So now I'm proud possessor
Of a hundred and one poems,
Completely discolored, charmless,
Dumb as a coffee stain
And wearing a frown.

poem by Stan Petrovich
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A Dental Poem

Natural teeth are best for men;
See the dentist now and then;
Don’t eat more of sugar stuff;
Don’t chew tobacco or puff!

Brush your teeth, both morn and night;
Wear your dentures, smooth and light;
Floss your teeth to rid off food;
Keep your oral hygiene good.

Extract teeth that hurt the cheek;
Let gums not bleed nor turn weak;
Rinse your mouth after a café;
Keep your God-given teeth safe.

Do not drink hot tea / coffee;
Do not eat sweets like toffee;
Let your breath be fresh and free;
Keep your teeth strong and healthy!

Copyright by Dr John Celes 9-9-‘10

poem by John Celes
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Smile Smile

Smile is

with out

Word of

Love...

Smile

Is style

Of beauty...

Smile

Is life too

Eazy...

Smile

Is tenson free

Life...

Smile

Is no menson...

Feel free

Smile free...

With out your

And others money...

Loot the lots of hearts

With a smile....

With your own smile...? ? ?

Don't use anothers smile....! ! !

Ok...smile...smile...

Not only yours lips

With your heart to smile....smile...

poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Ma Lady's Lips Am Like De Honey

(Negro Love Song)

Breeze a-sighin' and a-blowin',
Southern summer night.
Stars a-gleamin' and a-glowin',
Moon jes shinin' right.

Strollin', like all lovers do,
Down de lane wid Lindy Lou;
Honey on her lips to waste;
'Speck I'm gwine to steal a taste.

Oh, ma lady's lips am like de honey,
Ma lady's lips am like de rose;
An' I'm jes like de little bee a-buzzin'
'Round de flower wha' de nectah grows.

Ma lady's lips dey smile so temptin',
Ma lady's teeth so white dey shine,
Oh, ma lady's lips so tantalizin',
Ma lady's lips so close to mine.

Bird a-whistlin' and a-swayin'
In de live-oak tree;
Seems to me he keeps a-sayin',
'Kiss dat gal fo' me.'

Look heah, Mister Mockin' Bird,
Gwine to take you at yo' word;
If I meets ma Waterloo,
Gwine to blame it all on you.

Oh, ma lady's lips am like de honey,
Ma lady's lips am like de rose;
An' I'm jes like de little bee a-buzzin'
'Round de flower wha' de nectah grows.

Ma lady's lips dey smile so temptin',
Ma lady's teeth so white dey shine,
Oh, ma lady's lips so tantalizin',
Ma lady's lips so close to mine.

Honey in de rose, I spose, is
Put der fo' de bee;
Honey on her lips, I knows, is
Put der jes fo' me.

Seen a sparkle in her eye,
Heard her heave a little sigh;
Felt her kinder squeeze ma han',
'Nuff to make me understan'.

poem by James Weldon Johnson
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