Poetry

November 5, 2015 Poetry , POETRY / FICTION

By

Scott Thomas Outlar

 

 

Censored

 

 

My truth is silent

yet it burns with an unquenchable flame

 

My love aches to be let loose

yet I hold it at bay

 

My karma is violent

yet I walk a meager path

 

My soul bleeds with chaos

yet I smile and play pretend

 

My voice is lost to the wind

yet I scream all through the storm

 

My song is laced with thorns

yet I tend to each rose with care

 

My sex is all but exhausted

yet I save it for a sweet resurrection

 

My days are counted and numbered

yet I keep a distance from the yawning grave

 

My laughter is wild and unbridled

yet I reserve it for special occasions

 

My pain is strange and existential

yet I know it is the same as all the rest

 

My eyes are open and seeking

yet I remain blind to the inherent light

 

My words are all I have left

yet I muzzle them for fear of crossing the line

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Lightning Rod

 

 

The garden of the gut –

flora and fauna,

lush as a jungle,

seeking perfect homeostasis

at all times

as nutrients are absorbed

and toxins are flushed

out of the central hub

to constantly create

the organic system anew

as a holy temple

where consciousness

beyond the pale

can be divined

from the source

and flooded

through the synapses of the mind

which acts as an antenna

by tuning in to vibrations

of electricity

and energies that pulse

from dimensions

which have yet to be

fully understood

by the incomplete theories

of modern science.

 

There is more happening here

than can be seen or heard.

 

There is a truth that burns

far hotter than any gadget can measure.

 

There are answers found within the soul

which cannot be discovered through simple observation.

 

There is a love which resonates at such a high frequency

that only a pure and open heart is able to experience it.

 

There is an infinite and eternal state of perfect peace

which can only be gleamed when the body and mind are completely clean.

 

There is a path which leads to the Kingdom of God

that is paved with intentions that glimmer more brightly than gold.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Scott Thomas Outlar

Scott Thomas Outlar hosts the site 17Numa.wordpress.com where links to his published poetry and fiction can be found. His chapbook “Songs of A Dissident” will be released in January of 2016 through Transcendent Zero Press.

1 Comment

  1. Indunil Madhusankha November 12, at 08:07

    A multiplcity of didactic facets couched in a coherent and powerful poetic form. Both poems, heaving with a depth of understanding, have been crafted skilfully.

    Reply

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