Comes the Budding

Don’t open your eyes so soon,

this winter swoon

doesn’t want to cut us loose

quite yet.

Red blooms

at the end of your branches

feel soft

on the tips of my fingers.

Careful not

to squeeze too tight

and stunt new growth,

though we know

a cold snap

could come calling

at any moment.

I fall in love with the sun

every afternoon anew

when its rhythms of light

pour down through the sky,

splashing the scene

with a radiant shine,

sparking the sound

of a symphony

from the choir of birds

that can’t stop singing.

Who can blame them?

When ecstatic thoughts 

start soaring,

I find it hard

to shut up

just the same.

Scott Thomas Outlar is originally from Atlanta, Georgia. He now lives and writes in Frederick, Maryland. His work has been nominated multiple times for both the Pushcart Prize and Best of the Net. He guest-edited the Hope Anthology of Poetry from CultureCult Press as well as the 2019-2023 Western Voices editions of Setu Mag. He is the author of seven books, including Songs of a Dissident (2015) and Abstract Visions of Light (2018). Selections of his poetry have been translated and published in 14 languages. More about Outlar's work can be found at 17Numa.com.

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