Poems written by Peter Gibbs over 60 years, inspired by romance, travel, the beauty of nature, emotions and family and friends - peterspoetry.co.uk 

Battle of the Plate

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My teeth were just a part of me

I took them everywhere

Whatever food I fancied

I didn’t have a care

But now this week at dentist

I lost my upper four

I’d known their days were numbered

When I walked through the door

Impression was already made

So there would be no wait

Out there came incisors

And in was placed a plate

My smile now looks like Tom Cruise

My joy should be complete

But no one ever warned me

It's difficult to eat

When mouth is filled with crockery

And chewing is a test

Forget your normal menu

A bowl of soup is best

They say I will get used to it

As others have before

But for now the jury's out

Improvement? I'm not sure.

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