Each and Every Breath

Every breath
is pure bliss –
an inhalation
of cosmic debris
sent from the source
to coat the lungs
with vibrations of light.

Every new dawn
is a miracle –
sunburnt radiation
pulsing from the sky
to singe the flesh
with encoded DNA
from ethereal realms.

Every touch
is electric –
skin kissed
by God’s presence
in a holy union
of enlightenment
accelerated through the soul.

Every whisper
is a song –
celestial sirens
humming the frequency
of heaven’s tune
with fiery chorus
from the lips of angels.


This is an unpublished poem written a few days ago. Just a short little piece with a light and fluffy energy to counterbalance the bleak apocalyptic prophecy of yesterday’s fiery verse. We must, after all, keep the scales from teetering too far one way or the other.

An audioBoom recording


My poem “Yawning Stars” is included in the new August issue of A Long Story Short. The issue is available online and will also be available in print at some point in the near future. The poem was written back in mid-April, inspired by an off-the-cuff remark made by someone I was spending quite a bit of time with there for awhile as we were driving home early in the morning. She and I haven’t been hanging out the past couple of months, but this poem has sure had a healthy existence so far, as this is now the fourth venue it’s been published in.

My weekly Sunday poem at Dissident Voice is out today. “Fade to…” is a piece written a few weeks ago. Like most of what I write recently, penned in the woods at the local park.

Selah,

Scott Thomas Outlar

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