Blue Pines, a poem written by Scott Thomas Outlar at Spillwords.com
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Blue Pines

Blue Pines

written by: Scott Thomas Outlar

@17Numa

 

I consulted my stars
during a dry spell in the plains

they told me to lie down in the grass
make a blanket of the leaves

told me to build a fire
in the season when the sky grows cold

told me age is just a number
until it kills you

warm in the bones where the ache melts

told me the trees will always love you
but they alone cannot protect from the storm

told me that even saints will cheat
when they’re trying to save the soul of a sinner

told me clocks of time are just illusions
so add another hour when you’re feeling slow

I spoke to my ghosts
in the night with the moon hung low

they told me every choice leads to another
but don’t forget to breathe

Scott Thomas Outlar

Scott Thomas Outlar

Scott Thomas Outlar lives and writes in the suburbs outside of Atlanta, Georgia. His work has been nominated for the Pushcart Prize and Best of the Net. He guest-edited the Hope Anthology of Poetry from CultureCult Press as well as the 2019, 2020, and 2021 Western Voices editions of Setu Mag. He has been a weekly contributor at Dissident Voice for the past seven years. Selections of his poetry have been translated into Afrikaans, Albanian, Azerbaijani, Bengali, Dutch, French, Hindi, Italian, Kurdish, Malayalam, Persian, Serbian, and Spanish. His seventh book, Evermore, was written along with coauthor Mihaela Melnic and released in 2021. More about Outlar's work can be found at 17Numa.
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