Uts Poems

Clerihew Ronault

Artist  Georges Ronault
a bit of a loner without a doubt
A committed Christian of his time
perhaps uts why his style did not chime

The Magic of Autumn

The pause between Summer and Winter
Harvest time, pumpkins, apple pies and corn
Enchanting scenes of stained glass foliage


Magnificent fiery colors of soft yellow, orange and red
Autumn is like a melancholy song
Gusty winds and golden leaves flying
Inspirational is the beautiful decay everywhere
Chilly nights, cozy sweaters, long country drives

Orange blanket stretching in all directions
Falling leaves dance, spin and twirl

Apple cider after a long walk
Unpredictable rain
The season of a long goodbye
Until the snow paints nature white 
Maple trees red against the sky take my breath away
Nuts for the scampering squirrels-  make me laugh 

____________________
September 27, 2021


Poetry/Acrostic/The Magic of Autumn
Copyright Protected, ID 09-1391-503-27
All Rights Reserved, 2021, Constance La France

Written for the Standard contest, Autumn Acrostic Poetry
sponsor, Caren Krutsinger, Judged 10/14/2021

Third Place

Stuff Happens

S ometimes
T hings
U pset
F olks
F ar too much.

H ate and anger
A ctually just
P uts
P eople on
E dge
N ot
S olving anything.

Poem of Name

A-crostic
N-ote
I-s
C-learly
I-mplemented
A-s

P-oem
O-f
N-ame
G-ladly
P-uts
O-n
N-ice
G-reeting

Topic: Birthday of Anicia S. Pongpong (August 04) 
Form: Vertical Monocrostic

Glowing Gleam

G-ray
H-aze
E-vades
N-ew
G-lowing

G-leam
A-s
S-unshine
P-uts
A-way
R-ain

Topic: Birthday of Gheng C. Gaspar (June 21) 
Form: Vertical Monocrostic

Morning Radiance

M-orn 
A-fter 
R-ain 
I-s 
E-ased 

A-s 
N-ewness 
N-ow 

P-uts 
O-n 
L-ight 
I-n 
N-ice 
A-mazing 
R-adiance 

Topic: Birthday of Marie Ann A. Polinar (June 16) 
Form: Vertical Monocrostic

Beautiful Dawn

A-nother sunrise 
P-uts a stop to the downpour, 
E-arly beacon shines. 




Form: Acrostic Haiku

Scars Are What They Are

S)cars Are What They Are.
C)uts are deep.
A)nger dwells inside
R)age becomes you
S)ilence is the end.

A)ctions make wounds
R)ibs are broken
E)yes stay swollen

W)rist's  are bruised 
H)ate engulfs you
A)buse is from you
T)humb's are sliced

T)oes are blue
H)ead has gashes
E)lbow's have rashes
Y)elling will not go unpunished

A)rm's are knifed up to the bone
R)eality here is death that awaits
E)ngulfed in horror is my life.

Snow Thinkgiving and Rain

we didn't  expect
the day was a reck
uts was the 
holiday it was a pain
i won't to go
but it was
SNOW THINKGIVING AND THE RAIN

Ride of a Lifetime

RIDE OF A
LIFETIME

A roller-coaster catches my eye in flash 
B eguiling me to run bullet fast...
C hequered spiking thrill press my spine
D ancing stars shoot then surround me fine
E levating energy screaming release
F ever fervor crawling --
G leaming a 
H appy-go-lucky mood!
I nhaling deep through 
J uggling groove of the rollercoaster.
K indles me for more, more and more! yet,
L iquifying my knees and nerves.. I..
M ounting to swerves and curves
N uts and shells will break
O n rain of screams and shouts.
P opping heartbeats!
Q uickening speed 
R ough ground is up!
S kies smiling down!
T wists and turns making me froze
U nlimited are my thunder screams!
V eins beneath engorged,
W ith shoes to drop-out too!
X  eransis throat 
Y elling for water soothe!
z ealing roller-coaster ride...

© O. E. Guillermo
10:22pm, August 21, 2014
Sponsor	Shadow Hamilton
Contest Name	Abecedarian
Placed 3rd...

Tough Mudder

Today’s the day.
Our training is to be put on display.
Upon each is a test of the heart.
Guts to do it all from the start.
Here we go over the first wall, sublime.

Men and Women at the line.
Utter the words “HOO RAH” in time.
Determined to finish the challenge ahead.
Defined by how they react to others in dread.
Each of us who finish the course and stand.
Reach a new respect for those who sport the orange headband.

A Childs Concept

There was a little girl 
barely more than three.
She went for a ride
to the country one Sunday
with her family.

She laughed and laughed
with glee
at all the animals
that she could see.

Then she spotted
something that before
She had not seen.

Now from the back seat
came the cry
UTS DAT  MOMMIE !!
UTS DAT !

There in the field was 
a tractor and a wagon.
Her mother told her what 
it was and all fell quiet.

Being that it was about nap time
and she was quiet for so long
they thought her asleep.

Suddenly     
a cry rang out 
from the back seat.

aaahh !!!  A Twagon !

Normalized News

So, I'm listening to the radio
on the way down the road.
To a "local color" piece
about a some cowboys out west
and they're interviewing this
one cowboy,

"What's it like out here?"
and he responds "Well, we're
just rounding up some cattle
out here, bringin' 'em in and 
cuttin' their n(bleep)uts off".

For a split second I wonder,
then I realize, they've bleeped
out "nuts"...cows nuts obviously
an offensive term to burger
loving *****sapiens who might 
be listening over the air.

I think, "hmmm, ok so 
this is news normalcy, where
bovine killers are offended
to hear of cuttin' off cow nuts.

Yet yesterday when I was listening
and they spoke of gang wars
down south, and how teachers
were being threatened,

and how yesterday, six severed
heads were found in front of
a local elementary school,
but authorities were not sure
if the grisly discovery 
was gang related or not.

So, normalcy is when 
people's decapitations
for power control of gang
turf is not bleepable
to my sensibilities, but
cow castrations are.

Now I feel normal.
What the (bleep)!

© Goode Guy 2011-09-30

Good Made Better With Praise

T  om turkey in the pan
H  omemade dressing grand
A  mbrosia sweet and moist
N  uts fresh whole accompanish
K  eg of Apple Cider
S  ervings aplenty by provider
G  od the loving Father
I   nterested accompolisher
V   ery rich provider
I   cing the ordinary 
N  oticing the common making extraordinary
G  ood made better with praise


D  ay of family time when all stays
A  ll rejoice with food and fun
Y  earning for more time and a rerun

New Name Year .

H e was always the saintly , quiet one
 A and everyone knew his name .
 P etula Francis Xaviar
 P uts Johnny Cash's Sue to shame .
 Y et , he always held his dignity

 N o matter , who would provoke
 E specially , his crazy sister
 W alter Benedict , who he'd gladly choke .

 Y es , it was time for big decisions
 E specially for twenty ten
 A nd sissy names , particularly , ain't for real men ;( so he is now )
 R egina , Catie , Seanie , Carol Poetry , the Pen ..


Inspired for Carol's Happy New Year contest and "dared "to write and present this , by Catie .

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