Kelly Kurt

Gold Star - 206,663 Points (1/14/1958 / Cedar Rapids Iowa)

Fledgling Thoughts - Poem by Kelly Kurt

I’ve been fed by my mother
I’ve been kept nice and warm
I’ve been coddled, now feathered
So it’s time to transform
From safe haven to airborne
With a leap of belief
First falling then fluttering
(Much to momma’s relief)
I said goodbye to the nest
And goodbye to the tree
I left the verdures behind
It’s the azure for me

Topic(s) of this poem: life

Comments about Fledgling Thoughts by Kelly Kurt

  • Dimitrios Galanis (1/17/2016 4:08:00 AM)

    That is why you have grown up to be a poet.Homer was it which inspired you to fly up on its wings.The greatest paradigm [my life's reading by the pillow] (Report) Reply

    Kelly Kurt (1/17/2016 8:51:00 AM)

    Although I haven't left all childish things behind, my mind has flown to a new paradigm

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  • Wes Vogler (11/4/2015 6:10:00 PM)

    I insist that you write your best when rhyming.. makes you stop and think for better results. giving you your second ten from me stick around you young whipper-snapper. (Report) Reply

    Kelly Kurt (11/4/2015 6:20:00 PM)

    Thanks, Wes. We all have our favored forms. None right, none wrong. I'll see what I can do about sticking around, but no promises.: -)

  • Anita Sharma (10/20/2015 5:28:00 PM)

    From safe haven to airborne
    With a leap of belief
    First falling then fluttering, ....such a beautiful write.loved it
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    Kelly Kurt (10/20/2015 5:52:00 PM)

    Nature inspires me. Thanks Anita

  • Madathil Rajendran Nair (9/18/2015 11:44:00 PM)

    A nice, short poem that beautifully captures different stages of life ending in personal freedom - the azure of the skies. (Report) Reply

    Kelly Kurt (9/18/2015 11:48:00 PM)

    Thank you, Madathil. May your skies be blue

  • Savita Tyagi (9/16/2015 4:40:00 PM)

    Lovely poem. Azure sky is all what young fledglings crave for.Even in our thoughts we discard the immature ones and seek for brighter ideas. This was the impression I collected from your title. This poem reminded me one of my old poem, however written from caregiver's view. 'An Amazing Flight'. Looking for that poem I realized it was never shared. So I have just put it on. Thanks for sharing and being a reminder. (Report) Reply

    Kelly Kurt (9/16/2015 7:05:00 PM)

    Thank you, Savita. I shall have to read your poem.

  • Della Perry (9/16/2015 12:49:00 PM)

    I keep rescued pigeons, this was a wonderfully written poem, sentimental, made me also think about when my two boys will be flying the nest. (Report) Reply

    Kelly Kurt (9/16/2015 7:04:00 PM)

    I have 6 grown children. Seeing them fly is gratifying.
    When I was younger, I rescued an injured pigeon and nursed it back to health, I called him, Homer

  • Anish Debnath (9/16/2015 9:03:00 AM)

    very's wonderful.but inspite of the necessity mother's heart never agrees with the law of nature.she always wants her son to be under her shelter.coz she thinks it is the safest place in earth.and we also know that.
    its a nice poem once again sir.
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    Kelly Kurt (9/16/2015 11:25:00 AM)

    Thank you, Anish. When the young finally do soar, the mother is proud and relieved.

  • Valsa George (9/16/2015 8:16:00 AM)

    We cannot always be sheltered under the warmth of mother's wings in a nest! When we outgrow the nest, it is time to make the plunge! First it may be a fall, but soon, it would be flutter and finally soaring into the wide sky! In a few lines you have captured the bird's as well as human being's cutting free of the umbilical cord. Enjoyed the poem much! (Report) Reply

    Kelly Kurt (9/16/2015 11:24:00 AM)

    Thank you, Valsa. You captured my intent perfectly in your comments

  • Roop Rekha Bhaskar (9/16/2015 5:58:00 AM)

    nicely captivated both in nature and human form. the representation of the kids leaving home, with birds leaving nest is so effective. (Report) Reply

    Kelly Kurt (9/16/2015 11:23:00 AM)

    Thank you, Roop. The mother of my children is reticent to let 'the fledglings' fly. That inspired this poem

  • Kumarmani Mahakul (9/15/2015 8:41:00 PM)

    Fantastic expression on mother and nature. Thrilling depiction. Thanks for sharing......10 (Report) Reply

    Kelly Kurt (9/15/2015 11:42:00 PM)

    And youth who fledge and succeed. Thank you, sir.

  • David Wood (9/15/2015 5:39:00 AM)

    Lovely rhyme and flow and a good depiction of life. (Report) Reply

    Kelly Kurt (9/15/2015 1:33:00 PM)

    I actually prefer to avoid rhymes, but sometimes they just work. Thanks, David

  • Sanjukta Nag (9/15/2015 2:33:00 AM)

    wonderful depiction of the law of nature. thank you. (Report) Reply

    Kelly Kurt (9/15/2015 1:32:00 PM)

    Thanks, Sanjukta. It is a cross species phenomenon.

  • Jayatissa K. Liyanage (9/15/2015 2:23:00 AM)

    The day they see their fledglings flatter, their thoughts too would be changed. This is the pattern nature wants us to live with. Excellently expressed. +10 (Report) Reply

    Kelly Kurt (9/15/2015 1:31:00 PM)

    Thank you, Jayatissa. Parents are sad to see there babies leave but thrilled when they see them soar.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, September 15, 2015

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