Kelly Kurt

Gold Star - 211,055 Points (1/14/1958 / Cedar Rapids Iowa)

I Felt It - Poem by Kelly Kurt

The snow on my shoes melted
Now, my socks, feet and toes were wet
It had been colder
But today, I felt it!
Ignored in the past, knowing it wouldn’t last
I shrugged off such things
But today I shivered
I felt it
I wanted it to end
A few more steps and I would be inside
But as I reached the door
I paused
Only four months ago I sweltered
Leaves shuddered in hot breezes
In this same spot, I saw the heat rise in waves
Now, white was the uniform
Seven steps into the yard
I made a snow angel
The snow angel made me
For that moment
Cold as the North, I came inside
It took a while
But I warmed up
I felt it all

Topic(s) of this poem: feeling, hope, life, love, memory, nature, senses

Comments about I Felt It by Kelly Kurt

  • Bri Edwards (1/9/2017 9:26:00 PM)

    what KIND of snow angel made you? ? ? ! is that where love fits into the poem?

    interesting. entertaining.

    bri :)
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    Kelly Kurt (1/17/2017 12:57:00 PM)

    All I can make today is a mud angel. : -)

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  • Seamus O Brian (9/13/2016 12:12:00 PM)

    I feel a tad foolish for completely missing the whole global warming theme, but I did fall into a bit of existential delight while accepting your invitation to appreciate the oft-overlooked sensations of the everyday.
    Soldier on, non-conformist!
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    Kelly Kurt (9/13/2016 1:33:00 PM)

    As i have gotten older, I have tried to consciously be aware of and be in every moment. Each one happens only once. Some are incredibly similar to others but attention elucidates the nuances. I encourage everyone to remind themselves as often as they can, that THIS is the only moment that exists, and to appreciate everything about it

  • Dhiren Doley (12/11/2015 3:10:00 AM)

    Non conformist strong protest to the activities contributing to global warming. Thank you, Sir. (Report) Reply

  • Georgios Venetopoulos (12/7/2015 12:40:00 AM)

    You have your own, unique style, Kurt, always in control of your words and theme! Nicely written piece. (Report) Reply

    Kelly Kurt (12/7/2015 3:28:00 PM)

    Focusing on a moment is an amazing thing. Thank you, Georgios

  • (10/13/2015 9:24:00 PM)

    Yes as winter is approaching in Canada I can relate to your poem. (Report) Reply

    Kelly Kurt (10/14/2015 12:34:00 AM)

    As I've gotten older, I have learned to appreciate and live in every moment, experiencing them with all my senses. Even the uncomfortable and painful ones.

  • Geeta Radhakrishna Menon (9/27/2015 10:44:00 AM)

    Chilling moment! I can feel the cold through your poem, Kelly! it does take a while to come to the present.
    The numbness of cold is unbearable. Very well portrayed!
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    Kelly Kurt (9/27/2015 12:34:00 PM)

    Most of daily life's experiences get relegated to side notes at best. When one focuses on a moment, it becomes hyper-sensory

  • Melvina Germain (9/20/2015 12:27:00 PM)

    And now through you words you give that feeling to me and I felt it...thank you for your amazing sharing Kelly..... (Report) Reply

    Kelly Kurt (9/20/2015 12:56:00 PM)

    Some experiences become hyper-acute to not only my senses but to my sense of 'reality.'

  • Sara Militello (9/13/2015 2:00:00 PM)

    Hi Kurt. I have tried for years to write in a minimalist style! I love your style. It reminds me of Emily Dickinson. (Report) Reply

    Kelly Kurt (9/13/2015 3:12:00 PM)

    Thank you, Sara. I try to keep it simple most of the time. A friend keeps reminding me to write for others and not just for myself and I think the average reader likes simplicity and not having to try to untangle obscurity

  • Sophy Chen (9/13/2015 12:38:00 AM)

    simple words without new words for me, a non Englsih native reader, but you give me a vivid picture in this poem
    very well, thanks and i will try to write as you with simple words
    I hate big words for i have to look them up into dictionary and it is painful!

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    Kelly Kurt (9/13/2015 12:51:00 AM)

    I can understand your frustration. It is hard enough to understand different languages but when big or obscure words are used, you have to look them up. Thank you for reading, Sophy.

  • Seema Jayaraman (9/4/2015 9:16:00 PM)

    Wow, I felt the cold and then the heat rising in waves...words can create pictures and a whole world..there are so many small events that brush you and words gush forth, swirl and Eddy and then all die and fade in your mind for lack of recording them.
    Best Regards
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    Kelly Kurt (9/5/2015 12:20:00 AM)

    Thank you for your kind comments, Seema

  • (9/1/2015 2:28:00 AM)

    I like your poems, and I like reading poems written out of the event at hand. Some times its hard to write about something that had happened in the past. (Report) Reply

    Kelly Kurt (9/1/2015 11:17:00 AM)

    I call it; Observational Poetry. Taking a routine event and giving it the true importance it deserves.
    Thank you, Sunny

  • Charles Darnell (8/26/2015 1:51:00 PM)

    A good reflective piece. (Report) Reply

    Kelly Kurt (8/26/2015 2:45:00 PM)

    Thanks, Charles

  • Professor Plum (7/27/2015 9:36:00 AM)

    'The snow angel made me is my favorite line here. I can't tell if the narrator is happy or sad or maybe a little of both, and that's a good thing. Good stuff. Some very strong images. (Report) Reply

    Kelly Kurt (7/28/2015 10:04:00 AM)

    Thank you, Professor. Even at 57, I like to make snow angels: -)

  • (4/29/2015 2:34:00 PM)

    Some times its more comfortable not to feel. Sometimes we can't afford the luxury of feeling. Sometimes, we experience feeling as a gift. I actually shivered when I read this, so the poem must have touched me. thanks. (Report) Reply

    Kelly Kurt (4/29/2015 3:22:00 PM)

    Thank you, Anthony. You are right, sometimes it is better not to feel

  • (4/17/2015 2:30:00 AM)

    Enjoyed and related to your poem Kelly. Those days when the chill really hits the bones are also days we feel truly alive.
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    Kelly Kurt (4/17/2015 12:47:00 PM)

    Thank you, Simone. I sometimes forget to appreciate being alive and stop to feel the moment

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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 3, 2015

Poem Edited: Monday, April 20, 2015

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