Two Poems | by Scott Thomas Outlar


Midnight Wonder/Wander


Head in the clouds,

soul on the brink


of salvation and/or annihilation

at any/every moment.


The signs in the sky

appear to point out our future in space.


The signs in my mind

seek to find the path home to source.


But the signs on the street

are marketed for entirely different ends,

singing their songs about realtors

who have erected

new neighborhoods

as far as the eye can see

in this suburban wonderland

(Call Alice;

she might know

the truth by now).


Chopping down trees,

chasing deer

from their home.

Come meet me at midnight,

my friend;

we’ll stare straight

into heaven’s void together.

I too know

what it is

to roam.


Taxing the System


Rain –

soaked to the marrow,

to the soil,

to the point

past saturation.


God –

whispering the truth,

a little too loose

for the likes

of falling angels.


Roots –

digging in deep,

reaching for the river

to suck

and feed life’s frenzy.


Light –

piercing from on high,

flipping the switch

of a sun

hell-bent on growing hotter.







Scott Thomas Outlar hosts the site where links to his published poetry, fiction, essays, interviews, and books can be found. He is a Best of the Net and Pushcart Prize nominee. Scott serves as an editor for Walking Is Still Honest Press, The Blue Mountain Review, The Peregrine Muse, and Novelmasters.


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  1. 17numa says:

    Reblogged this on 17numa and commented:
    Thank you to Communicators League for publishing two of my poems recently…


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