The Teeth (poem)

The teeth


The chill

So still

Which came

To flame

A sense

Now tense

By schemes

Of dreams

Which prey

On stray


In thoughts

Which hide


A past


In head

There bred

To steer

Our fear

To sewn


Like mists

Or twists

We can’t


For now


The pain


Has screwed

And chewed


My heart

And brought

This chilling


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Romeos Quill 3 years ago from Lincolnshire, England

The emotional wrangle, and the abruptness of the rhyme scheme I thought, syncopated very well in tandem with the orchestration of your desired mood. Thank you.

Best Wishes,


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FlourishAnyway 3 years ago from USA

Fantastic, and the sudden ending is perfect.

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billybuc 3 years ago from Olympia, WA

Nice alternative style; well done as always my friend.

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kidscrafts 3 years ago from Ottawa, Canada

Very creative! Thank you!

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Eiddwen 3 years ago from Wales

Oh yes another great poem Martin.


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Jodah 3 years ago from Queensland Australia

Loved the style of this, sharp and snappy.

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vkwok 3 years ago from Hawaii

A chilling poem, Martin! Great!

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Gypsy Rose Lee 3 years ago from Riga, Latvia

This was completely different. Gave me the shivers.

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