Kelly Kurt

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

Piles - Poem by Kelly Kurt

On an unseasonably warm, early spring day
The leaves of last year that cluttered the lawn and beds
Were unceremoniously combed into piles
Thirteen, scattered randomly like mini volcanoes
Spent and sore from the effort, I had left them in place
For nearly a week they punctuated the landscape
Today, an uninvited snow fell, thick and heavy
The carbuncles that taunted me for my laziness
And laid in state, as thousands of corpses, sores to the eye
Were now alpine foothills rolling across Tyrolean fields

Topic(s) of this poem: hope, leaves, life, love, memory, snow, spring, nature, seeing

Comments about Piles by Kelly Kurt

  • Bri Edwards (8/10/2016 10:06:00 PM)

    ya lost me near the ending. (Report) Reply

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  • Liza Sudina (10/12/2015 5:55:00 AM)

    I also love autumn - the burning piles of leaves, mist, fog, mystery! and then cold snow! wow! what feelings! (Report) Reply

    Kelly Kurt (10/12/2015 10:44:00 AM)

    Thanks, Liza. I enjoy living where I can experience all 4 seasons. They all have their own beauty and charm, and nicely divert from their predecessors.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, March 23, 2015

Poem Edited: Monday, April 20, 2015

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