Evolution
Rising
You have carved your initials
into the flesh of my heart
using words full of love
that cause my cup to
overflow.
This ocean of emotions
that bursts in my chest
bleeds from a sacred wound
which I would never seek to
close.
Come with me, sweet swan,
and swim in this sea of
tears;
every drop from my eyes
is born of pure bliss.
Come with me, sweet swallow,
and soar in the sky toward
the heavens;
every flap of my wings
is guided by your angelic
breath.
Scott Thomas Outlar hosts the
site 17Numa.wordpress.com where
links to his published poetry, fiction, essays, and interviews can be found. He
has three poetry collections currently available: Songs of a Dissident (Transcendent Zero Press, 2015), Happy Hour Hallelujah (CTU Publishing, 2016), and Chaos Songs (Weasel Press, 2016).
Dear Scott,
ReplyDeleteReally appreciate your skillful use of language in this poem.
What a blessing!
Michael
Powerful poem, Scott. I especially love the second stanza. Thank you for sharing and continued blessings!
ReplyDelete-MJ (www.tgbtgpublictions.com)