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Every once in a while I try to start a thread for minglers to post their own poems. There are a lot of great writes out there, but what we're looking for here is stuff written by the people who visit Mingles, rather than stuff we can find everywhere else online. Anything you would like to share, please feel free!

This is one I wrote about my daughter, who was a bit of a late bloomer in school, but who I always knew would be justtttt fine.

Death Of A Sculpture

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With hesitance formed memories thick,

she wields the disenfranchised pick.

No kame to rest a weary hand,

no precedent to understand.

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Just a sculpted cul de sac,

an end of means the timid lack.

An icebound hope in stoic freeze,

a bowing heart with buckled knees.

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The work in progress solely known,

she chips in silence, all alone.

Hairline fractures soon appear,

the sculpture's own demise is near.

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Imploding crystals, one by one,

rays of light in blinding sun.

The masterpiece in blossomed dawn...

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I saw you in there, all along.

C'mon now, don't be shy....surely there's someone here who tries their hand at verse, or short stories, or some kind of writing. No one will bash you for it, I promise. I will hound them until eternity.

^ bump ^

Ok, well if anyone wants to post something, but would rather not do it here, come join a new forum I just started:

http://poeticjustice.iforums.us/

Would love to see you there!

done to kind of a rap beat. Posted before in "chuckles and grins"

Huntin jackalope is my game

plinkin flying squirrels is more of the same

We got one here, Ill call him Rocky

He struts around in a way so cocky

doin your post with a blocky blocky

Once moderatin, but always strivin for some fame

The psudomoderating has left him inane

The Ozark skunk appears to be tame

he likes to play the culo kissin game

but outta that mouth comes a gossipin flame

Who woulda thunk

That the chrome dome skunk

Was a nasty ol punk?

To stay in the norm

ya have to think global warm

when yer nuts are freezing

and yer sittin there sneezing

for you to be pleasing

ya say mama natures just wheezing

If ya got some dough

And yer savin it fo sho

Keep an eye out fo

Washington and mo

Although it aint funny

The man will talk ya like his sonny

while he wastes all yer money

hehehe...that's a new one to me Spart, I must have missed it the first go around. Cool little jingle, thanks for posting it!

http://poeticjustice.iforums.us/

In case Biff comes back, or anybody missed it the first time. Gotta be some kind of poetic soul out there somewhere, lol.

Another one with sort of a rap rythm.

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Ode to a toad

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There once was a Russian from Ukraine

He thinks that he has a real brain

But what no one knows

He once blew his nose

And out came the pea sized said same

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Hes called 48

Hes here for a date

But hes so full of hate

He can only mas tur bate

.......................

What is his ploy

Is he here to annoy?

Well hes just a young boy

Another version of Toy?

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The way to clean his slate

Is not participate

In his games of hate.

Itll seal his fate.

i got a good one i wrote along time ago, if i can find it i will post it capt, but i think its to early still for my christmas poem to be put up.

Cool Hunter, I look forward to it man.

And since Spart started it, this one is for our illustrious friend, hehe:

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A trailer trash loser named Gary,

had a sister he wanted to marry.

DNA is the same,

but the wedding was lame,

they grilled hamburgers out on the prairie.

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What wasn't known to Gary at the time

Was the prairie beef that was sellin for a dime

Had Mad Cow desease throughout the meal

But he could care less cause it was a deal!

So he loaded his trailer right to the brim

And he and his wife became far from slim

"OH CRAP" he cried as he walked by the mirror

Cause as he began to look it all became clearer

We are not only fat the greatest of my fears

But my spelling and mind has gone crazy so it appears

The wife kept on eating while Gary signed up

To every internet forum with attitude of a half empty cup

So now we are stuck with a man with no cares

Just hoping to grab his attention from anyones glares

His story has no ending and thus is left in the air

The guy doesn't even run on a whim or a prayer!

(feel free to continue lol)

okay okay i wrote that as a "poem as you go" but i actually can write poety captain... if i wanted to!

lol...good one, Pam.

Not my work, but I like it.

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Old mother Hubbard

Went to the cupboard

to fetch here poor dog a bone

When she bent over

Rover drove her

Fore he had a bone of his own

purdee little horse manure

ninety nine percent is pure

see the little birdees, feeding on the turdees

purdee little horse manure.

Tader takes a deep bow lol

That was cool cap'n

Thanks Taders...I'll trade you one for that fish you're holding, hehe.

I read a some poems that I think is cute. Their nursery rhyme poems, I hope u all enjoy them!

Jack be nimble, Jack be quick!

Jack jumped over the candlestick!

But Jack should have jumped higher!

Because hes set his balls on fire!

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Georgie Porgie Pudding and Pie!

Kissed the girls but didnt know why.

When the boys came out to play.

He had more fun because he was gay!

.................................................

Mary had a little lamb

Her father shot it dead.

Now it goes to school with her,

between two chunks of bread.

.................................................

Old Mother Hubbard

Went to the cupboard

to fetch her poor dog a bone.

When she bent over

Rover took over,

And gave her a bone of his own!

Those were all really funny!

Wow toy, let's see...you constantly post comments to/about me, vicious ones at that- nowwwww, you're going into the sexual arena about me--what do you suppose Freud would say about all of this? You're, like...well, obsessed, for some strange reason-

Get in line, toy- you're just one of the minions, and inconsequential at that-

hahahaha!

haha...jelly, now those were GRIM fairy tales, lol.

There was a dumb Arab named Toy,

whose postings were all just a ploy,

to cover the fact,

there's something he lacked,

he's hung just the same as a boy.

Hey there, Cap. Just wanted to say I enjoyed reading your first poem about your daughter. As a Special Needs teacher I understand all to well the frustrations children have deep within their little hearts and minds when they are not given oppportunity to grow in the capacity they are able to, late bloomers or otherwise..of course this is not to say that your daughter is in Special Education. Only that, in working with many children from various walks of life for whatever reason, special needs or not, they all have their time to grow academically and socially. We as adults tend to forget we were once young and had our own frustrations of "not being understood." Keep writing those poems, sounds like you write from your heart as would any one w/a heart for poetry and insight reflection.

All the best!

guamy

Thanks Guamgal!

They do each have individual needs, and timeframes for that matter. Special needs is not a bad thing, and she's had remedial help before, but she's in junior high and right up there with her class now. Regular classes, regular schedules, the only thing that was irregular was her timeframe. It seems that too many people rush to label these days, and if a kid is a little rambunctious they must have ADD, if they are a little quiet, they're emotionally forlorn and/or BiPolar...but if your symptoms disappear too quickly, you could get anxiety reduction syndrome! I just think the rush to label puts so many kids on Ritalin and in so many different programs that it can cause psychological damage to the kids AND parents if it's taken too lightly. God bless you for being a special needs teacher, the kids who need that help (including my daughter at one point) are very fortunate to have teachers who really do care out there.

I should be thanking you and all the other parents out there who still believe in their children, and continue to research, study and apply many different alternatives before yelling out "test my child!" Yes, I agree totally that too many are all too eager to "label." Rather, we do need to look at every child individually, and see their styles of learning and growth, and in some way, shape or form, reach out to them until we find what works for and with them. Right now I service more students in general education arena than there are kids who are "IEP identified." In that, we as an educational community need to realize that it's already a given that identified students assist the help they need. Its in the students who need that little bit of push, or encouragement to know that they will blossom one day soon, whether it's in the early primary years or middle/high school years. They will blossom, and with our help as educators leading them positively with strategies, and in-class interventions, why shouldn't they soar to be great students - academically and/or socially. So, really, I commend you and your family for "not giving up, and giving in" and instead encouraging your daughter to keep chugging and believing "she can, and did." God bless you and yours all, Cap. All the best.

Guami the school system needs to clone you, lol. Thanks, and Happy Veterans Day! I hope your son is home soon.

Humpty Dumpty sat on the bed

Lil Bo Peep was giving him head

Soon as he came

She started to weep

She knew by the taste

He'd been f*cking her sheep.

Did somebody tell Bo Peep to go suck eggs? lol