Thank you to Bea Garth for publishing my poem “Cometh the Key” at Eos: The Creative Context…
“Sacred Nourishment,” watercolor by Erik Kaye, copyright 2016, 2017
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Cometh the Key
by Scott Thomas Outlar,
copyright 2017
September crawls inside my chest,
burrows its head
like an ostrich
turning eggs within the heart.
Cracks a few
in the parts that were almost stolen
to cook an omelet
and resurrect the flesh
until the beat is synchronized again
in a healthy rhythm.
The day of birth is both brutal and bloody.
The womb of God
is an ocean of pleasure,
but the suffering experienced on earth
balances out the equation in full.
Each of us will learn
in due time
how righteously
the scales truly operate.
Rip out your feathers
and paint them gold.
The silver rule is a war cry
from eagles perched on high,
waiting patiently,
ready to swoop
at the first sign of weakness.
Survival of the fittest
means you best become wise
to the…
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17Numa 
Thank you for sharing this on your blog 17Numa. This poem of yours seems to me to be about the need for radical change, much of it by re-integrating the values of the feminine rather than continue to cast them aside. The values of the elemental male and female are poised to act together finally to create the change the Earth actually needs–in a really sexy way. Well done!
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