Kelly Kurt

Gold Star - 206,663 Points [Kelly (Insert brooding but philosophical epithet here) Kurt] (1/14/1958 / Cedar Rapids Iowa)

Kelly Kurt Poems

1401. Allowed 2/6/2016
1402. Convivial Collaboration 1/21/2016
1403. Forms Of Poetry (Senryu Series) 6/1/2016
1404. Emotions (Senryu Series) 5/24/2016
1405. Months (Senryu Series) 5/28/2016
1406. Interminable Indifference 7/30/2016
1407. (senryu Series) Famous Dogs 7/16/2016
1408. Equal 9/30/2016
1409. Candy (Senryu Series) 7/19/2016
1410. Restaurant (Senryu Series) 8/16/2016
1411. Alone 3/30/2015
1412. As Young As I Used To Be 9/4/2015
1413. Babies (Senryu Series) 9/12/2016
1414. Grasshoppers 9/11/2015
1415. I Felt It 4/3/2015
1416. The Last Week Of My Life 5/12/2016
1417. Butterfly Kisses 3/19/2015
1418. Missing Signals (Limerick) 9/2/2016
1419. Causality 5/22/2015
1420. Just One 3/26/2015
1421. Stone In My Shoe 3/25/2015
1422. Fish 3/12/2015
1423. Tear (Haiku) 3/26/2015
1424. The Back Of My Hand 3/23/2015
1425. I Forgot To Breathe 3/23/2015
1426. I Can Promise Only This 3/18/2015

Comments about Kelly Kurt

  • Soul Watcher Soul Watcher (4/9/2015 2:28:00 AM)

    Nice poems, Adding to me favorite poets list: -)

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  • Soul Watcher Soul Watcher (4/1/2015 2:25:00 AM)

    You write very lovely poems, thank you for sharing that with us.
    Waiting to read more by you.

  • p.a. noushad p.a. noushad (3/18/2015 8:36:00 PM)

    your verses inspire me.

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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