Kelly Kurt

Gold Star - 206,331 Points (1/14/1958 / Cedar Rapids Iowa)

Alternative Use - Poem by Kelly Kurt

Clear, rectangular, plastic caddy
Austerely ornamenting the counter
Indicator of seasonal change
Summer’s butter softened, spreadable
Winter’s, solid. Hell on soft bread

Topic(s) of this poem: life


Comments about Alternative Use by Kelly Kurt

  • Valsa George (10/26/2015 11:16:00 PM)


    So true.... winter's butter is a real hell on soft bread! Instead of evenly spreading, it makes hollows! Interesting observation! (Report) Reply

    Kelly Kurt (10/27/2015 1:02:00 AM)

    ~~~~~~~~~~Thanks, Valsa.

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  • Sanjukta Nag (10/26/2015 9:58:00 AM)


    Summer’s butter softened, spreadable
    Winter’s, solid. Hell on soft bread
    This is an amusing poem, very wisely written. People on an austere diet, can't enjoy the pleasure of butter in the seasons of life. Thank you.
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    Kelly Kurt (10/26/2015 1:02:00 PM)

    I think that the same stick of butter has been in there for over 6 weeks. : -)

  • Pamela Sinicrope (10/26/2015 8:20:00 AM)


    Just curious...you used the word 'austerely, ' in the poem. Does that mean you're a butter, salt and pepper kind of guy? Is your spice cabinet austere too? You wrote that to 'NOT' know you is to 'KNOW' you....so I'm trying to figure it out. I already know ALLOT about the back of your hand, your pillows and your garden...now I'm curious about the kitchen too! :) (Report) Reply

    Kelly Kurt (10/26/2015 1:00:00 PM)

    It is the one item on my counter. There are no doilies or bottles with pasta or knick knacks. Just a cheap plastic butter dish. I do cook from time to time and like to use spices, but yes, salt is my go to seasoning, I go through an inordinately large volume of it.: -) .
    I am pictured under the word austere in the dictionary. The entirety of my possessions would fit into a 3 foot square box. I'm a loony.: -)

  • Edmund Strolis (10/26/2015 7:52:00 AM)


    I have learned so much from reading your poetry. I am in debt to you. Funny thing this morning I held the butter over the toaster, the butter of course was left out but I was paying for my miserly ways with the thermostat and the butter was wooden. Thanks for the universal appeal! (Report) Reply

    Kelly Kurt (10/26/2015 12:49:00 PM)

    The thermostat is kept at 55 here. Both butter and I are harder in winter.: -)
    Thank you, Edmund

  • Pamela Sinicrope (10/26/2015 6:49:00 AM)


    I get that too! I use both butter and coconut oil..same issue! Sometimes I use that microwave! Your poem is fun and well written. The line, Winter's solid, Hell on soft bread...is priceless. If I had my analytic head on, I would say that you're talking about more than bread and butter here! ;) (Report) Reply

    Kelly Kurt (10/26/2015 12:47:00 PM)

    There are corollaries. As you have noticed before, I like to keep things open to interpretation.
    Thanks, Pam

  • (10/26/2015 3:47:00 AM)


    Warm it on a heater... it might work-10 (Report) Reply

    Kelly Kurt (10/26/2015 12:45:00 PM)

    I don't use much butter.....Except as an ersatz thermometer. : -)

  • Mohammed Asim Nehal (10/26/2015 3:29:00 AM)


    Human body is unique, It will work the way we mould it, it has qualities of Plastic, rubber as rightly pointed out by you in above poem. So does the life, it has all qualities. The sould make it dance ti its tune ultimately.....Loved it, Sir. (Report) Reply

    Kelly Kurt (10/26/2015 12:45:00 PM)

    ~`*Thanks, Mohammed.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, October 26, 2015



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