Melted Copper on the Cobblestone

by Scott Thomas Outlar / June 16th, 2024

Kicking rocks
dancing between raindrops

but never sad
when they splash upon my flesh

or soak these fabrics
to the marrow

What happens when
baptism mixes
with the flames
of phoenix?

That’s called a problem, pal

so grab a pail
and stir up a thirst
to see which one remains
come first harvest of the aftermath

What silver and platinum
strewn like straw over the earth

Scott Thomas Outlar is a lover of truth and enjoys researching philosophy, psychology, politics, spirituality, and any other facet of consciousness in the pursuit of reaching a higher state of vibration. He also enjoys writing rants, poems, essays, short stories, and prose-fusion screeds covering such subjects. Scott Thomas can be reached at 17numa@gmail.com. You can also watch and/or subscribe to his YouTube Channel. Read other articles by Scott Thomas, or visit Scott Thomas's website.

This article was posted on Sunday, June 16th, 2024 at 8:02am and is filed under Poetry.