Kelly Kurt

Gold Star - 193,815 Points [Kelly (Insert brooding but philosophical epithet here) Kurt] (1/14/1958 / Cedar Rapids Iowa)

Kelly Kurt Poems

161. H.E.L.P. 8/28/2015
162. Vodka 8/29/2015
163. Hate 8/29/2015
164. Crowded With Absence 8/31/2015
165. Vocabulary 9/18/2015
166. Hydrogen 2 (Haiku) 9/20/2015
167. Excuses (Tanka) 9/27/2015
168. Darkness (Haiku) 9/27/2015
169. Sound (Haiku) 9/29/2015
170. Attrition (Senryu) 10/21/2015
171. Closing Act (Tanka) 10/22/2015
172. Charity (Senryu) 12/10/2015
173. Quantity's Lesser Sum (Tanka) 12/17/2015
174. Wrong Career Path (Limerick) 1/16/2016
175. Moment's Mind In Ink (Senryu) 1/23/2016
176. Ill Conceived Judgments 1/24/2016
177. Downfall (Senryu) 2/8/2016
178. Bad Limp (Limerick) 2/13/2016
179. Exsanguinated Valentine (Senryu) 2/14/2016
180. Commandments 2.0 2/16/2016
181. Flatulence Forte (Limerick) 2/20/2016
182. Size Doesn't Matter 3/8/2016
183. Lime Rick (Limerick) 3/28/2016
184. Guilt 3/27/2016
185. Indo-China Blues (Limerick) 3/30/2016
186. Passing Out 4/2/2016
187. What Is The Difference? 4/2/2016
188. Approximately Negligible 4/3/2016
189. Nous 4/8/2016
190. Bliss 4/11/2016
191. Magic Word 4/11/2016
192. Self Imposed 4/13/2016
193. Hyperbole 4/20/2016
194. Unfinished? (Senryu) 5/4/2016
195. Enigma (Limerick) 5/5/2016
196. Subtle (Senryu) 5/6/2016
197. Seasons (Haiku) 5/9/2016
198. Myths (Senryu Series) 6/12/2016
199. Bills (Senryu Series) 7/13/2016
200. Predator (Haiku) 7/16/2016
Best Poem of Kelly Kurt

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

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Night In An Empty Church

Civil war soldiers said their goodbyes here
Brides, in their flowing white gowns, marked their happiest days here
Countless masses and funerals for sixteen decades were held here
Tonight, empty, the hollow church weeps silence
Thick stone walls hold the chill
Stained glass distorts moon beams into phantasms
Walking up the spiral staircase, lonely creaks denote my every step
Seated, in the back row of pews, I hear the voluminous chapel hiss
Like the whispers of the long gone congregation

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