Kelly Kurt Poems
- I Can Promise Only This You can ask anything of me and I will...
- I Forgot To Breathe The stereo was on as I sat down to ...
- The Back Of My Hand February is a cruel month Too cold and ...
- Tear (Haiku)
- Just One There are two hundred ninety two fonts on my ...
- Stone In My Shoe Calling at three in the morning Dropping by...
- Fish Hidden beneath reflecting waves They spend both night ...
Divorced father of six grown children.
Born in the late twelfth century on the island now named Svalbard, Mr. Kurt invented the word, pudding. In his youth he would travel the world in a dinghy looking for things beginning with the letter H. He found none. At the age of 30, during his blue period, he would repeatedly hold his breath for between three and four minutes, while sitting on icebergs. By forty-five, the now gangrenous poet to be, had grown to over fifteen feet tall and could telepathically communicate with lichen. In the year 1209, while staying at a cheap motel, he was bitten over a million times by ... more »
Click here to add this poet to your My Favorite Poets.
Quotationsmore quotations »
I Can Promise Only This
You can ask anything of me and I will attempt
You can tell me to smile, when grief is my shadow
You can stick me with pins and require my stillness
Take all my possessions and demand more
You can mandate the improbable and I will comply
But I can promise only this
To do my best