StickkemTite by Guy Stephenson

The plastic plate
shifts unexpectedly
and tangles with my tongue
makes clear my fate
that step I loathe and hate
postpone and much delay
that I may bite
with dentures tight
no longer fear
that these loose teeth
will hinder smiles
that otherwise
would wreathe
my face

So in hope of a cure
for a loose denture
I search the pharmacy
and my eyes soon light
on a tube that might
just fasten these plates tight
‘Our new formula,’ they say
‘gives extra hold
throughout the day –
it’s “StikkemTite”
the Zimmer frame for teeth.’

Guy Stephenson lives in Co Donegal, Ireland. Work has appeared in: Contemporary Haibun Online North West Words Magazine Present Time Magazine NWW Poetry For Spaces series Shortlisted: 2013 North West Words/Donegal Creameries Poetry Competition Joint Second Prize: 2013 Frances Browne Multilingual Poetry Competition Second Prize: Read DL Creative Writing Competitions 2013, 2014.



2 thoughts on “StickkemTite by Guy Stephenson

  1. Stickkemtite like a light shines on the smile that’s climbed the stile and entered the meadow-lands of poetry you’ve got in the teeth Guy Fly…………………


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