Kelly Kurt

Gold Star - 194,042 Points (1/14/1958 / Cedar Rapids Iowa)

Flurries (Haiku) - Poem by Kelly Kurt

One flake here, one there
Slowly whitewashing the old
Awaiting their fate

Topic(s) of this poem: life

Form: Haiku


Comments about Flurries (Haiku) by Kelly Kurt

  • Valsa George (1/17/2016 8:47:00 AM)


    I think these days, you enjoy being ambiguous! From the casual sight of falling snowflakes.... you have moved into something that needs deeper probing! (Report) Reply

    Kelly Kurt (1/17/2016 9:16:00 AM)

    The haiku is a good form for allowing the reader to come to their own conclusion.

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  • Souren Mondal (1/13/2016 12:11:00 AM)


    An observation
    Serving many purposes
    Joys come from it


    Thanks for sharing Kelly.. Loved it.
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    Kelly Kurt (1/13/2016 1:45:00 AM)

    Joys come from the replies as well. Thanks, Souren

  • Wes Vogler (1/12/2016 11:54:00 PM)


    Get outta here in your reply to Pamela (who, incidentally has my sympathy unlimited... I looked up RA) You claimed hours of contemplation ... phui .. Five minutes per haiku or limerick and off you go. Can't fault this one. (Report) Reply

    Kelly Kurt (1/13/2016 1:45:00 AM)

    To be fair, much of the time was not spent considering the lines but giving my wee pea brain a break from doing so

  • Akhtar Jawad (1/12/2016 9:45:00 PM)


    Life before death a flake with flurries, life after death a flake with fairies. (Report) Reply

    Kelly Kurt (1/13/2016 1:43:00 AM)

    And I am a flake : -)

  • Pamela Sinicrope (1/12/2016 3:45:00 PM)


    This reminds me of your other poem, Hard. I'm making a request (Do you take them?)
    Can you write something about how the old snowflakes build a solid foundation for the new ones. Giving them a nice cold landscape to fall on so they don't lose their pattern and then they meld together to form a NEW terrain, that insulates the grass and seeds, waiting to sprout in springtime.....something like that? :) OK, seriously, I like your Haiku, it serves multiple meanings and does so in a very tight and quiet manner. Well done...... So, were you thinking what I was when you wrote this...or are we in different planes again? Just curious....
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    Kelly Kurt (1/12/2016 6:09:00 PM)

    As with many of my poems, haikus not excluded, this started out as a simple desire to relate an observation. (It was very lightly flurrying for over 12 hrs the other day. Almost no accumulation but it did cover the discolored snow below) After the first line was inked on a pad of paper, I stared at it for hours. The second line came when a tangential thought of renewal overpowered the concepts of insulation or simple aesthetics that had dominated til then. The last line didn't come for almost another 10 hrs. Purposely ambiguous as to the subjective impression of 'fate.' The fate could be what tbefalls the old or the new and could be positive or negative. I am never, or at least seldom, surprised that initial intent isn't reflected even partially let alone substantially in the end product.

  • Pithy Marvel (1/12/2016 10:24:00 AM)


    sunshine bathing me
    it warms and tans my white hide
    Spring is coming soon! ; -)
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    Kelly Kurt (1/12/2016 6:13:00 PM)

    My hide is tanned but only because the sub-zero wind-chills have desiccated it. : -)

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, January 12, 2016



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