On The Dentist's Chair Poem by Valsa George

On The Dentist's Chair

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I sat on the dentist’s chair
With an aching tooth, feeling hell
The dentist seemed quite pleased
As he opened my mouth and surveyed

‘There are holes to be filled
And the plaque to be removed
It needs a few sittings
At the end, you’ll have a set of fine teeth’!

His gentle assurance was so comforting
And I thought my jaws no more have to suffer
The pangs and torments of an aching tooth!
He then, in a narrow syringe
Injected something into my gum
I knew a numbness creeping in
Until at last I felt a hard rock within
Now, like an expert work man
He began his rigorous craft
Loud machines began to boom
The chair got flattened
From 'verticality'
I got changed into 'horizontality'

And the overhead apparatus came down
Like an eagle swooping down on its prey.
With blaring lights blinding my vision,
I lay torpid as if my body was strapped
The doctor took out his steel and hammer
And started tapping and chipping
Drilling and boring
Though numb, I could still feel the pull and tug
The crooked forceps and pliers
Made all the nerves in my head irk
My mouth was filled with saliva
And I felt a sprout of blood inside
He stuffed some gauze and resumed his work
I wanted to yell, ask him to stop
But being gagged, I couldn’t utter a word

My pupils dilated
My lips quivered
My tongue got parched
I gasped for breath

With a mix of cement and sand (?)
He began filling and plastering
Scrubbing and polishing

Helplessly lying on the dentist’s chair,
I wondered
What whips and stings one has to endure
To end the pain and give the teeth a shine!

Friday, February 27, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: dentist
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Tirupathi Chandrupatla 27 February 2015

A visit to the dentist turns life vertical to horizontal. Whole episode is beautifully described. Relief from original pain is what counts ultimately.

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Deepak Kumar Pattanayak 03 March 2015

Very nice narrative poem with an instance of personally undergoing the experience on a dentist's chair is beautifully scripted......Valsa......great write as usual......10

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Dave Walker 03 March 2015

I'm due at the dentist myself soon, we don't want to go but we know we have to go, a great poem.

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Rajesh Thankappan 01 March 2015

Our pain is the dentist joy! In this poem you have very nicely captured the essence of being crucified on the dentist's chair. But anyway we have to endure it, for what matters is our teeth and look!

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Geetha Jayakumar 10 April 2015

Wonderful poem presented very well. Now you can have pearly smile while reading this poem filled with experience. I just remember the tough time i had with my dentist. Rather I will tell dentist had very tough time with me. Finally when everything got over, I told him I wrote a poem on him. Really such a frightening experience I almost fainted. Enjoyed reading your poem.

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Bri Edwards 21 March 2015

3rd line gave me a GOOD laugh! GEE! i ALSO laughed at these lines [Valsa is getting to be quite the comedienne! ! ! ! ]: From 'verticality' I got changed into 'horizontality' ............ and she is a decent maker-upper-of-words! ! ! ! - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - And the overhead apparatus came down Like an eagle swooping down on its prey...........you're 'killing me', Valsa! ! ! i laughed even harder with these lines! ! - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - STOP it! ! let's be a little more serious! after all, he is probably about to do serious damage to your face AND wallet! ! ! ! [i'm not sure if i should 'allow' that usage of irk, even if you claim poetic license. i may have to REVOKE your license! ] - - - - - - - - - a sprout of blood inside! ! .........MORE laughter! (sprout?) (are you in the dentist's kitchen?) “being gagged”…………the most laughter (so far) (I repeat: “you’re killing me”) WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWW! ! ! ! ! ARE YOU SURE I [Bri] DIDN’T WRITE THIS? ? ? ? ! ! ! ! I might send this to MyPoemList ………………..four times! I’ve never laughed so much at a PH poem, or probably any poem, including my own! wow! TRUE STORY, right! ? bri :) I may even have to share with friends. maybe send to Obama and Putin and tell them both to “lighten up”! your poem should help them to do so. i've sent to 7 friends so far, but almost forget to send this comment to YOU!

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Valsa George 22 March 2015

I am so surprised by your compliment! Bri Edwards the king of humour.... are you making fun of me or do you really mean it? What humour is here to make you so impressed..I wonder? I wrote about a real harrowing experience in my life..... Of course in a lighter vein! Happy that this poem is added to your poem list! Also thanks that you sent it to your friends!

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Stephen Katona 19 March 2015

You've brought to life what it feels like to go to the dentist. It's such a great poem I'm grateful to be at home until I remember...that chipped tooth I ought to see the dentist about...Now I'm too afraid to go...

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Jitesh Shah 12 March 2015

very nice and beautiful scripted for experience of dentist chair and read my poem

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Patricia Grantham 04 March 2015

A place that I always dread going to, but I must go nonetheless. The pain have to be unbearable! You described so vividly this form of torture. A good read.

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