Silver Waves in the Night
With
smelted swords of steel
they weave
their webs of war
with
threads of fire
and threats
of flames
they seal
our fate
with the
Judas kiss
while they
dance
into black
mergers
with the
night
Come now
darkly
all ye
Archangels
there is a
fallen
paradise to
claim
with apples
rotten
with worms
galore
with coffin
cradled
in a womb
of dirt
Come now
softly
all ye
silent waves
there is a
jailbreak
tearing
down the gates
With silver
strings of lies
they draw
their battle lines
in the sand
while the
sun keeps spinning
garden be
damned
Be Still, My Exploding Heart
Red fumes
rise and hiss
from out
the silent abyss
of dragon
scaled lips
Will-o’-the-wisp
smoke haze
adrift
entrenched
in
black coal
black mines
black shaft
black gold
incensed
in the back
of the mind
Powder keg
ignition
lit fuse
explosion
implosion
of
entropy
swallowing
the resurrection
back to the
void
before Big
Bang
setting the
stage
for a brand
new
initial
Word
with high
vibration
resonant
frequency
recalibrated
to the tune
of sacred
sirens
whistling
sweetly
with melted
wax
shattering
myths
of fallen
paradigms
as encased
energy
releases to
the four winds
Magnetic
compass rose
points True
North
rotating
the stars
into
triangulated
geometrical
alignment
with evolution’s
pulsing heart
Bio:
Scott Thomas Outlar runs the site 17Numa where
links to his published poems, fiction, essays, rants, ravings,
ramblings, and screeds can be found. The site also has a page with an
extensive list of links to literary journals, magazine, blogs, and
zines; as well as a page dedicated to the personal sites of contemporary
writers and artists. Scott's next chapbook "Songs of A Dissident" will
be released in January of 2016 through Transcendent Zero Press. He is
always seeking to connect with new people, so feel free to drop him a
line at 17Numa, or contact him on Twitter and Facebook.
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