umbrella unicorn underling understood utilizing Utopia
unless uncle Ulrich urged Uranus to undercut unicorn’s union
Union’s underground ugly units united umbrella unicorns
Unitarianism under siege, undercoated Uncle Ulrich,
undetermined units urged umbrella unicorn to unionize.
Categories:
ulrich, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Alliteration
urgency of their needs
unloved by other creeps
Ursula abandoned
Ulrich, a bachelor
ugly and overweight
undiscovered beauty
underneath one’s covers
4/30/2021
Pleiades U Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Kim Merryman
HMS verified 6 syllables per line
Categories:
ulrich, appreciation, loneliness,
Form: Verse
Prussia and the other states are moving like a juggernaut.
Each day, our forces are falling to the onslaught.
The German states and cities are united as one.
We have been no match for them since the fighting had begun.
We have all pledged our allegiance to our Emperor Napoleon.
However, in the early battles, our forces became undone.
Here we are in September of 1870.
Uneasiness in Europe has resulted in hostility.
It seems Europe’s biggest bullies had to fight it out.
The attack on Worth has resulted in a rout.
The Prussians are moving south, and we are next to fight.
Strasbourg’s defenses have been bombarded day and night.
Just across the Rhine River, we see their fortifications.
The civilians have been evacuated by Swiss delegations.
We have been ordered to defend to the last man.
However, our Emperor has been captured at Sedan.
This indicates that there is no relief in sight.
General Ulrich has ordered we make our stand and fight.
The Bishop of Strasbourg has pleaded to no avail.
It is only a matter of time before our defenses fail.
Categories:
ulrich, history, war
Form: Rhyme
The Copyreader
I have been here a month,
sitting in a circle with others,
reading copy and writing heads.
Today I'm convinced
crime in the streets
will never stop
as long as
someone can write
and someone can read.
I spell "ukulele" for Ulrich
and a strange continent of sweat
breaks out
on the back of my shirt.
"It's as big as Australia,"
says Ulrich.
At that moment I know
I'm letting another July
die in Chicago,
reading copy and writing heads.
Donal Mahoney
Categories:
ulrich, on work and workingwriting,
Form: Free verse