Ode to a Toothpick

Thanks to Michelle Heidenrich Barnes and Helen Frost, today I am writing an ode to an ordinary object I know … too well. The poem is in response to Today’s Little Ditty’s monthly challenge, where Helen encouraged us to;

Choose an object (a seashell, a hairbrush, a bird nest, a rolling pin). Write five lines about the object, using a different sense in each line (sight, sound, touch, taste, smell). Then ask the object a question, listen for its answer, and write the question, the answer, or both.

Ode to a Toothpick

You made your point
with woody twangs,
divulging a taste of recent indulgences,
your slim figure never gaining an ounce.
Were you pining for the fragrance of the forest
when you planted your
slither of splinter deep in my gums
for near a week?

I’m sure I’m not the only one who has had a rather pointed jab from a toothpick…?

Today’s Poetry Friday is at Robyn Hood Black’s, Life on the Deckle Edge. Definitely worth a visit! Thanks, Robyn.

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22 comments

  1. Kat, that toothpick surely provided a memorable image for you to write about. I laughed at this line: your slim figure never gaining an ounce. I am designing my winter gallery this weekend so if you have an offering please send it my way.

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  2. Yowza! I’m not sure if the “slither of splinter” in the gums is more upsetting or the fact that the toothpick’s slim figure indulges but never gains an ounce. 😉 Seriously though, you certainly “made your point” with this ode poem, Kat—great job! I know you have some problems with the padlet sometimes, so I’ll go ahead and add it for you, okay? Thanks for joining in the fun!

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  3. Love the line “divulging a taste of recent indulgences,” bringing to mind rich little appies of cheese and smoked oysters speared with a pick. Did you really have a toothpick splinter lodged in your gum for that long? Ouch!!

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    • I did, Violet. Gave me all sorts of awful imaginings, in the gums between (below) two tightly packed back molars. I couldn’t guess how they’d ever get it out of there if I had to see someone. Fortunately, my tongue worried it out when it got tender. And I vowed I’d never put another toothpick in my mouth!! Guess who didn’t stick to their resolution…

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