Short Guts Poems
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Tasty confection,
Chocolate, caramel, nuts,
Delectable reflection,
Love those tasty guts.
It must Snicker,
While my taste buds flicker.
Ever have a fart that you don’t trust
Because you have the bubble guts
I squeezed my cheeks
I sneezed it leaked
Depends not dependable enough
Ginger had an ice cream covered in nuts
But the nuts took revenge on Ginger's guts
Alike a pea-shooter
They shot from his hooter
Now he has a burning pain betwixt butts.
cream cake meant for mom
just disappeared from the fridge ...
son wipes crumbs from mouth
Senryu about Greed, Lust or Loss. Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Tania Kitchin
5,7,5 checked with how many syllables
7/7/19
Human guts oozes out
Because of a vampire’s big mouth
Tearing the stomach wide open
No tormenting words were spoken
The walking dead feeds on its bloody organ
It was the gushy blood of j.p morgan
Whose eyes were plucked and smashed
His inside guts were also slashed
10-27-2020
Father said pick your fights,
but I have guts and a backbone.
Always face my conflicts with brave courage,
fortitude and with heart.
I must, must protect my honor,
my dignity, pride, triumphs and delights.
oh, love to feel I won -
nothing is better than glory.
Nette Onclaud- DROP THE CLICHE
10 Dec. 2025
I sit uttering the common words,
NO GUTS, NO GLORY, but what of me?
What of the bone, the structure,
The planning for the plot?
Why am I denied recognition
For remaining in the background?
I was still here. It was me. Alas,
No guts. No glory
“All Gurgle And No Guts”
A Limerick
By: Tom
August 2, 2020
Many like to talk big, but talk is cheap,
and when cornered won’t utter a peep.
They no longer strut,
but keep their trap shut.
To avoid introduction to temporary sleep.
"Discretion is the better part of valor"
A black man plucks
a machine gun’s ratatat and a Huey’s blade thwop
“Oh say can you seeeeeeeeeeee….” echoes
A cursing, sacrilegious rendition…….
“by the dawns early light …………The crowds writhe.
“bombs bursting in air………….
a napalm scream
into the reality of Jimi’s throng.
“o’er the land of the free………”
No Guts, no Glory’ : Have courage ,
whether young or in old age.
If you sit indolent with fear,
Life will turn stagnant ! No charm , Dear
Meet challenge at each step
Never try to escape.
Try again and again.
Remember ! No risk, no gain.
I see people of different race and culture
so calm and calculative i stare like the vulture.
I see mothers with babies strapped to their backs-
and men with goods in woven sacks.
I see the child with the hope of tomorrow,
so do i see the old with tears of sorrow,
all these that i see-
is nothing but guts and glee.
A great effort brings prize
Cultivates the mind, makes me wise
Swim through a rough sea to get there
Strength with faith hand its share
Courage ignites by a strong will
Put me on a throne of challenge and thrills
A sense of fulfillment without regret
Victory’s my joy for giving my best.
Reunion of friends
Family, a crowd
Her fiftieth trends
Of her, we're proud
A model, she struts
Resplendent in blue
With signature, guts
Astride husband, true
Past, present, apart
To feast and dance
Next chapter to start
A risk, another chance
Ensues a warm glow
Asking, when next?
Meetings may flow
Pray not a mere text
The night should not be a barrier,
Darkness has a door through it,
Arise and walk into the day,
Push aside the obstacles,
Unveil your mind to see the way,
Persistence will blossom the field,
Speak to the body and it will comply,
Let it be led by the right rhythm.
December 13, 2025.
Nette Onclaud,
Drop The Cliche Poetry Contest.
Burning breakfast bun
See how my creation’s spun
No clip in my gun
Punches in the gut
Crazy ramblings from the nut
Obscure subtle cut
A simple song sung
Reader’s noses often stung
Drippings of my tongue
Write out of the rut
Poetic lunatic’s strut
Burning bamboo hut
Tradition undone
Words simplistically spun
Now my rhyme is done
Lieutenant General Georgie Patton also known as "Old Blood and Guts"
Was so eccentric and egotistical that many people thought him nuts!
His armored divisions delivered relief to the beleaguered at Bastogne,
But to hear him tell it, you'da thunk the SOB had done it alone!
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
© All Rights Reserved
There is a president of a nation
Who has declared without hesitation
That those who have brains are nuts
Thus he relies on his guts
For to bring to today's world salvation*
© Demetrios Trifiatis
02 December 2018
10-10-7-7-10
* CNN and other media reported that the president of US
declared that he would rather rely on his guts that on the
brains of the experts!
Have confidence in mind
And a strong will to achieve,
Solace in God if you can find
Great plans you can conceive,
To injustice if you are blind
Justice, you won't receive,
Clear mind has no fear,
Cheer will dry off tear,
Dear pal, God is near,
If God's name is chanted
Your soul works efficiently,
When boons are granted
Bliss comes sufficiently,
Problems are by fate invented
Find out a solution patiently!
At this time
The dreams for life,
Seems to vanish
It looks like time is gone,
The days have passed
And dreaming has vanished
The resolutions, the to do lists,
All seem like were all for nothing,
A never – achievable dreams
I have to get my guts up,
Never giving up and ever giving in
To the dreams God instilled in me
God never promised me that it will be simple,
He said it is possible,
He said, they are true and Amen.
Get Some Backbone
Written: by Miracle Man
2-6-2020
Social Media has made it easy,
for spreading things canard.
Always, these innuendos,
are geared to leave others scarred.
Things implicit in print,
with a degree of boldness.
While silent to ones face,
there’s in the air, a coldness.
So we often scratch our heads,
questioning what’s true?
But sometimes, even fabrications,
aren’t hard to construe.
At this time
The dreams for life,
Seems to vanish
It looks like time is gone,
The days have passed
And dreaming has vanished
The resolutions, the to do lists,
All seem like were all for nothing,
A never – achievable dreams
I have to get my guts up,
Never giving up and ever giving in
To the dreams God instilled in me
God never promised me that it will be simple,
He said it is possible,
He said, they are true and Amen.
Hold thy hope, happy scene shall come,
To parched and keen, ocean shall come.
Rest nor relax O wayfarer,
Thy dream with joy within shall come.
________________________
Epigram | 09.08.2025 | dream, hope, patience, traveler
Note: Inspired from the original Urdu:
Rakh hauñslaa, voh mañzar bhi ayegaa,
Pyaase ke paas chalkar samañdar bhi ayegaa,
Thak kar na baith O mañzil ke musaaphir,
Mañzil bhi ayegi aur milne kaa mazaa bhi ayegaa.
The time is
coming-Soon-
when the children
of GOD
will not be
able to
buy or sell-SOON
They will encounter
Great Tribulation
And the only
little ones
who
( BELIEVE)
(WILL HAVE EVERLASTING AND ETERNAL LIFE)
a message on a day in may
from the Holy spirit
BELIEVE!
And to quote the greatest American poet o prophet of our Last Times] Bob D.
" Everything is Broken "
# on buying when the machine was broken.
graydye 5-6-15
Need a pill
Wanna die
Wanna hear
Pounding nails
Shut my eyes
Close the lid
Let it end
Please let it end
In my guts
My filthy guts
Poison rise
In my head
Dark abides
In my soul
Tantalize
Wanna die
Let it end
Please let it end
What has begging ever done
For a misbegotten rotten son
Saliva drips
From my lips
Eyelids flutter
Painful shudder
Smashing brains
Always pain
Let it end
Please let it end
Crawling
Towards
The
Meat
Grinder
I like food
It's so scrummy
Lots of goodies for my tummy
If I eat my food too quick
It can make me very sick
How my stomach would ache
With just one more small piece of cake
Perhaps I could make it Two
This message isn't getting through
Lots of delicious things to eat
My eyes are having such a treat
So much food on the table
I'll eat as much as I am able
To stuff into my greedy face
My stomach feels I am a disgrace
Thinking I'm the only one
Not to consider my sick tum