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Teeth

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By Aspen Marie Published about 4 hours ago 1 min read
Photograph: mine

Impressed upon

My senses

Narrow notions

Somehow innate

John Locke says

Once I was

A blank slate

We know now

This to be false

But I like

The idea

Clean wax tablet

On carving’s cusp

Ready to

Take note

New words

Kind touches

Building a cosmos

Founded upon

Sensation and reflection

Making sense of

Everything perceived

A gift I am

Ready to accept

Knowing for a

While now

This brain is

Wired differently

First I reflect

Then I feel

Learning science’s

Language

Like the infant

I once was

Only now do I see

Growth gained

Brain chugging

Digesting statistics

Painfully absorbed

Akin to

Eating liver

Nourishing, but

Absolutely awful

The Greeks believed

This organ served

As the seat

Of the soul

Passion, feeling

Iron enriched blood

Pulsing into

Head, heart

Waning anemia

Yields to

Reason, wisdom

So soft, one

Such as I

Finding confidence

Strength and courage

Performing experiments

Citing research

My only

Innate function

Not learned

But built-in

Desire to live

Thrive within

Constraints of

Mortal span

I will construct

A palace of

Mirrors

Reflecting all

Visages, expressions

Anchored by

These years of

University

Never once

Taken for granted

Every class

Earned through

Determined will

Tenacious teeth

Tearing into

Tough tissue

See my foundation

No longer rickety

With ignorance, fear

Solidly settled

Stone blocks

Of a life

Being lived

To the max

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About the Creator

Aspen Marie

In love with life and all of its foibles.

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  • Lightning Bolt ⚡about 4 hours ago

    This is absolutely awesome, Aspen! I love everything about it. Your analogy about liver; what the Greeks believed about the seat of the soul; a palace of mirrors. So much poignant imagery/energy here. I love the form. I love the way you break it down, with so few words, and some lines that are a single word. It adds to the weight. It's like a sinking feeling as you scroll. This hits especially hard for me👉 <<Knowing for a While now This brain is Wired differently First I reflect Then I feel >> I can relate so relate to this. I turned 65 this week. When I was 59, I started having epileptic seizures that destroyed my cognition, my memory, and also my self-confidence and sense of identity. Getting on the right regiment of drugs to control the seizures took a few years and each mixture of drugs had different side effects. I finally got on a mix that seemed to prevent most of the seizures... ... but it seemed to 'amp' my emotions. Then, after thinking my emotions were 'amped', which is why I have terrible mood swings, from euphoria to rage and down to depression, I sought out more help and learned I've been bipolar all my life. I'm an oddball on top of my condition(s). My brain is wired differently too. I'm fascinated by the idea of thinking before feeling too. I don't know if that fits me or not. It's something I want to reflect on. I'm very emotional at this stage in my life but a lot of that is because I've experienced a lot of loss. I have no family left alive. I'm Aquarius, though, and I fit that: aloof, supposedly. I am unpredictable. But I just over-analyze something fierce. I feel and then can't stop thinking about it. But, I am home alone most of the time so I do have a lot of thinking time. I just love this poem. I also think you make a really talented choice here in your title... because it's fairly deep into the poem before we learn the significance of the title. And personally, I'm very impressed when a one-word title hits with such impact. You're a wonderful poet! ⚡💙 Bill⚡

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