Kelly Kurt

Gold Star - 193,815 Points (1/14/1958 / Cedar Rapids Iowa)

The Secret - Poem by Kelly Kurt

As the dark blue juice of the moon drips slowly on our fears
My eyes begin to boil as the tide kills all the sugar in my ears
That decorates the halls of the fertile robots
With the smell of sin and deception
That echoes in the past forever

Then the minds of a million nobodies
Collide with the force of a peanut
And send the tranquil atoms to the end of a distant tomorrow
With the hopes of raising the voices of bones in the river of madness
To greet the forthcoming void

By the trees of misunderstanding, they gather for the news
My message is filled with metaphors
The crowd seems quite amused
Then shadows fell and dust arose
Screams are heard as rivers froze
The air grew thick with thoughts of words
And all the sites of which they heard

Then questions rise and tensions mount
As the shells of souls begin to melt
‘Til the puddles of years overflow and nothing counts
But the shock of the revelation is felt

Now the time has come
Will we be saved from the impact of reality?
I tried to warn, but all in vain
Nobody would believe me
So as we all drown in the misconception of the future of man
A hand goes up
The flowers wilt
The truth is here
The mountains land
The doors swing open….And
A cloud emerges
The people fall, then disappear
‘Til only two are left
And they walk hand-in-hand through the gates of hope
The secret forever kept

Topic(s) of this poem: fantasy, hope, life, memory, nature, secret, love


Poet's Notes about The Poem

Originally a song for a band I sang for, more than 25 years ago.

Comments about The Secret by Kelly Kurt

  • Melvina Germain (1/18/2016 5:47:00 AM)


    A journey into the darkness of truth as life is not moving on as it ought to be and we are sailing on the waves of heartache and pain. I had hoped by this age great change would have taken place but the truth unfolds and we're sitting in the back seat again. Hope, wishing and wanting is not enough, we need intense action, loud voices with great inspiration and a whole ton of love to spread like a blanket on this earth. I love your poem and would so have liked to hear you sing these words. I must keep this one and read it over and over again, thank you Kelly..... (Report) Reply

    Kelly Kurt Kelly Kurt (1/18/2016 12:23:00 PM)

    I was so much younger when this was written. Hopeful, determined and alive.

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  • Ayman Parray (5/26/2015 12:25:00 PM)


    Yes it was scary and intense as Sandra mentioned in her review, and her review was very helpful. Kelly you continue to amaze your fans by your skills. I didn't know you are a singer/ songwriter too. Thank you for these intense dark words. (Report) Reply

    Kelly Kurt Kelly Kurt (5/26/2015 5:48:00 PM)

    Thanks my friend. I sang many, many years ago. (not ashamed to say that I miss those days)

  • (4/3/2015 1:32:00 AM)


    I know how scary it is.
    We are going backwards instead of mentally forward.
    Brain washed, individuality crushed,
    Tyrannical forces on the march.
    You make us see the future in a surrealistic way
    That is as clear as the air on a Spring day

    Very deep and intense poem, aguish is felt. Impeccably written.
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    Kelly Kurt Kelly Kurt (4/3/2015 3:43:00 PM)

    It was written over thirty years ago and adapted for my band a few years later. The world has not changed for the better since.
    Thanks for your kind review, Sandra.
    Peace

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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 3, 2015

Poem Edited: Monday, April 20, 2015


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