—Poetry and Photos by Scott Thomas Outlar,
Frederick, MD
SPONTANEOUS COMBUSTION
Something about the stars, you say?
My God, aren’t they magnificent!
And the planes…
are they close enough to touch?
What level are we playing on?
Can I still feel your spirit
even after fire has claimed the mortal flesh?
dust to dust
it would seem
knows not a thing
about consciousness
and its eternal nature
The headlights of your final smile
reflect back through the ages
A vibrational reverberation
has me holding
steadfast as a stoic
while gravity collapses
Something about the stars, you say?
My God, aren’t they magnificent!
And the planes…
are they close enough to touch?
What level are we playing on?
Can I still feel your spirit
even after fire has claimed the mortal flesh?
dust to dust
it would seem
knows not a thing
about consciousness
and its eternal nature
The headlights of your final smile
reflect back through the ages
A vibrational reverberation
has me holding
steadfast as a stoic
while gravity collapses
WHIRLING PRANA
Instinctual movement
is what holds this orbit together
Wind-blown aura
spontaneous action
Wherever the moment is centered
I will find
and feel you there
like a crazed disciple
and, Lord, we shall dance
as if the truth’s been told
Instinctual movement
is what holds this orbit together
Wind-blown aura
spontaneous action
Wherever the moment is centered
I will find
and feel you there
like a crazed disciple
and, Lord, we shall dance
as if the truth’s been told
RARITY
High on honeysuckle perfume
scent of ouroboros
solar mass corona
taste aurora’s sweet drip
yellow light enters form
whet the tongue of thorns
signs of the source
please
sing me back safely
carrying lost thimbles
home
to quell the ancient thirst
I haven’t felt this way
since I was eight years old
but I think I’ve finally
found the flavor
of spring transcendence
or at least
caught the white flash
of momentary remembrance
during the buzz
High on honeysuckle perfume
scent of ouroboros
solar mass corona
taste aurora’s sweet drip
yellow light enters form
whet the tongue of thorns
signs of the source
please
sing me back safely
carrying lost thimbles
home
to quell the ancient thirst
I haven’t felt this way
since I was eight years old
but I think I’ve finally
found the flavor
of spring transcendence
or at least
caught the white flash
of momentary remembrance
during the buzz
DIVINELY ORCHESTRATED
Annabelle Bridge
where I have seen
almost everything
except the one glimpse of love
needed most of all
named now
after all these years
with an energetic signature
that will guide me onward
I’ve crossed this spot
thousands of times
but always seem to circle back
though now the moment is arriving
when seismic shifts start spiraling
and only forward motion will matter
BEYOND MY SPHERE OF EXPLANATION
These many moods of the churning cycle
with the wink of moon
the kiss of fog
and softly glowing pink hues
splashed against a violet canvass
Please show me where to place my lips
upon the fiery crown
to welcome home the roaring lion
I barely have a poetic breath
left in the lines of my palms
but I live out these visions each day
and cradle them close to heart
If all I have are fragments
slipping past the veil of consciousness
to tease my tongue with ineffable thoughts
then I will do my best to sigh sincerely
Whether we laugh or weep
in the pouring rain
our steps will learn to tango
with the shaman king of the dancing geese
and the birds will chirp
to herald spring
and the buds will shift
from red to green
and all these gifts of grace
will brand our spirits
Today’s LittleNip:
SHORT SEQUENCE
—Scott Thomas Outlar
Circles and circuits
wobble of spheres
gospel of the stars
polar magnetic resonance
Sound journey
geometry, frequency, color, vibration
essentials of consciousness and form
_______________________
Welcome back to the Kitchen, Scott, as we celebrate Easter Day and the season thereof. Scott and his poetry can be found at 17Numa: Songs of Selah with Scott Thomas Outlar; that’s https://17numa.com/. See also more from Scott at Live Encounters, the free online magazine from Village Earth, at https://liveencounters.net/2023-le-pw/04-april-le-pw-2023/scott-thomas-outlar-alchemical-apotheosis/?fbclid=IwAR2X-XB-aVPRjdySOiZRxOJEhhKljIyRUAJAXKyovuRiArUydb2Bg6mzq74/.
_______________________
—Medusa
SHORT SEQUENCE
—Scott Thomas Outlar
Circles and circuits
wobble of spheres
gospel of the stars
polar magnetic resonance
Sound journey
geometry, frequency, color, vibration
essentials of consciousness and form
_______________________
Welcome back to the Kitchen, Scott, as we celebrate Easter Day and the season thereof. Scott and his poetry can be found at 17Numa: Songs of Selah with Scott Thomas Outlar; that’s https://17numa.com/. See also more from Scott at Live Encounters, the free online magazine from Village Earth, at https://liveencounters.net/2023-le-pw/04-april-le-pw-2023/scott-thomas-outlar-alchemical-apotheosis/?fbclid=IwAR2X-XB-aVPRjdySOiZRxOJEhhKljIyRUAJAXKyovuRiArUydb2Bg6mzq74/.
_______________________
—Medusa
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Northern California and otherwheres,
click on
UPCOMING NORCAL EVENTS
in the links at the top of this page.
For more about National Poetry Month,
including ways to celebrate, see
https://poets.org/national-poetry-month.
And sign up for Poem-a-Day at
https://poets.org/poem-a-day/, plus
read about Poem in Your Pocket Day
(this year, April 27) at
https://poets.org/national-poetry-month/poem-your-pocket-day/.
Photos in this column can be enlarged by
clicking on them once, then clicking on the x
in the top right corner to come back to Medusa.
Would you like to be a SnakePal?
All you have to do is send poetry and/or
photos and artwork to
kathykieth@hotmail.com. We post
work from all over the world—including
that which was previously published—
and collaborations are welcome.
Just remember:
the snakes of Medusa are always hungry—
for poetry, of course!
