seeing/saying: 2015

Saturday, December 26, 2015

The small plain

With clouds, bush, sky

Virtually blew

Dusty threw

And through

My frame

Not a hair

Could I detect

Countering

It flew

Somewhere’s a gully

Declining

Yet channeled
Downward, toward.

Tom McGlynn

Thursday, December 24, 2015

Now that we

Can no longer

Read the sky

This burnt stick

Feels divine

You and yours

Vintage ideas

Were doing

A reading

Somewhere in

Downtown Manhattan

How big is it

In real life?

Tom McGlynn

Wednesday, December 23, 2015

Boy killed

As storm pounds

Mississippi

A condensed

And paraphrased

Revision

While I was deep

In REM sleep

Tom McGlynn

Tuesday, December 22, 2015

Handy people

And sculptors

Give the gift

Of creativity

In little bits

One’s small parts

Of a great organization

Phones, computers, cars, doors

And more

Found in crack clusters

In sidewalks

Tom McGlynn

Monday, December 21, 2015

That sad girl

Theory

An insatiable need

For three-letter words

Like: ohh, ohh, ohh

May have cost you

Those monsters

That shape

Brain anatomy

(Hiked up

Grand canyons)

Tom McGlynn

Sunday, December 20, 2015

I would water

The tree

I would

That dead thing

In my living room

Boughed in

From the cold

To warn this

Chill

Water I would

This pointed dark

Nurseried

To weigh some light

Its sappy smell

Still killing

Tom McGlynn

Hate will lose it (after Blake)

Hate will lose it

Self-displeased

Against no one

With care to tease

The reek of heaven

Hoped in hell

Quietly a landslide

Stood

Held upon

A weasel root

While a boulder

In a lake

Drained away

Its lapping foot

Hate will bring a self

To bear

To free it’s will

To wander there

Inside a heaven

Hoped in hell

Tom McGlynn

The roots

Of the current

Crisis

Enjoy the comfort

Of working

From home

Water-broken

Boulder left

The claws

Of the ice

Withdrawn

Friday, December 18, 2015

Is this a work

Of yours

Unlocked

Though elsewhere

Seamed

Pretty, subdued

Hacking

Rights- of- way

And hope

Rethought

Exhausted maps

Moved by tropics

Your murmuring

Stonewash
Seized imprint

Tom McGlynn

Sunday, December 6, 2015

The ridge line

Obscured by morning

Descends by day

Over

And then

Over

My wending

Will be all

The same

Tom McGlynn

Wednesday, December 2, 2015

You yourself

Could not

Have imagined

It files

Us, with

Echoes

We hone

Called in

Sleepwalking

Hearts

Sleep will come

Undecisive

To dream

Jetties of orbit

Cleaving

The days

Marked on purpose
Of furrowing instinct

Tom McGlynn

December started

Yesterday events

Were hoisted towards

Sheaves of care

Boarded welfare

Struggling mightly
Silage

Tom McGlynn

Tuesday, November 24, 2015

Covering already

Cooked intelligence

Based on the least

Evidence

Using his belt

As a line

His pants
Fell down

Tom McGlynn

Monday, November 23, 2015

This used to be

Our joint

Appointment

Why should we turn

Over and rise

With everything

Buzzing round

The world

Dying like flies

History has been made

Salt for my mother

Water for my father

The ocean
Become a cauldron

Tom McGlynn

Sunday, November 22, 2015

Look what

Look what
You turned me

In too

Congratulations
Are an order

Tom McGlynn

An actual photo

Fenced by

A second story

Man

How could this

As shot

In the dark

Overlook

Reality drive

In need to switch

My brain off

Here I am

Ready for another

Tom McGlynn

The strategic value

Of come passion

These eerie

Ghost towns

Might have
Taken handfuls
Home

Tom McGlynn

Thursday, November 19, 2015

You’re too pieces

Of all walks

The screed

Of compassion

Takes its break

From a madman

Job

Tom McGlynn

I always thought

Cooler than cool

Slotting the number

One

Probably just

Confused

It’s kind

Humorous

At the moment

Tom McGlynn

Let it rather

Deflect

Off the wind

Shield reflection

How you look

Homeward

Bounding

Reign on

The picture

Tom McGlynn

Wednesday, November 18, 2015

The secrets

Of timeless

Design

Gather lightly

Round

Your lobes

Tom McGlynn

Tuesday, November 17, 2015

As someone elsewhere says

‘It would separate true

Refugees”

From broader enquiries

Into form

Panic in hope

To create

Please, please

Send me virtual

Strength

A snail’s rainbow

Doesn’t cover it

Things are starting

To get crazy
Woke up, sweaty

Tom McGlynn

Saturday, November 14, 2015

Who is vastly

Underrated in favor

To collect

Creation

That isn’t

Expensive

Whose quality lies

Ostensibly ware

Wishes to abandon

I'll give you reason

To be depressed

Mother and father

Take what is yours

And no more

Tom McGlynn

copright 2015

Friday, November 13, 2015

All the students

Silent at the talk

Composed heat

Their arrangement

Inviolable

Unless by one

Who knows?

A double wall
Chalked out

Tom McGlynn

Wednesday, November 11, 2015

Unable to charge

We were

Prana to go

I certainly can’t see

This as a masterpiece

Tom McGlynn

Friday, November 6, 2015

You are

The moist

Inviting

Instantly rapt

Character

Who runs

The risk

Of drilling
In my cavity

Tom McGlynn

Wednesday, November 4, 2015

Search my name

Then be prepared

For a free education

You’ll never believe

Its hollow halls

Where happens next

A trench ant song

To naked corbels

Sent studying

With looks
To match

Tom McGlynn

Saturday, October 31, 2015

What automatic

Point of interest

Has your monkey

Sitting pretty

In a sink

Pretending pasha ?

It’s thrown

A jay sent

Can’t weather

Mechanical

Uprisings

Tom McGlynn

Thursday, October 29, 2015

A new berg’s

Heaven gut

Ocean cloves

Your line
Of wreckage

Stirred in place

A maelstrom raft

The petrels dance

Unpitying

A new low reached

Then cresting

Free

Tom McGlynn

You are going

To want

To see this

Because of that

Schism

I stupidly turn

For help

Tom McGlynn

Wednesday, October 28, 2015

Thee beautiful

Shows

In concert

Life in

Shattering

Instants

Tom McGlynn

Tuesday, October 27, 2015

What powers

School

For wayward boys

Bent on

Capturing men?

The cooper

Hawks his barrels

Mends a wheel

Or two

The mason lays

His brick

Standing on sticks

A coyote cries

Hidden by

The moon

The pull of meat

Between

His teeth

Rends this
Nighty night

Tom McGlynn

Men at dawn

Flay the streets

Securing anew

Suture

This work

Boots all

Contenders

Fuming

At the seams

Tom McGlynn

We sing

Some time

Flat

You might imagine

The alternate to

A thrilling death

Is quiet, mundane

Ask what’s

In house

At the end

Of the day

Tom McGlynn

Monday, October 26, 2015

Beside catching

A glimpse of

Creative time

You may sew

These leaves

To limb

As often

Is history

Not brought

To light

Tom McGlynn

Thus in large

Part

The dots can

Not connect

Them self

Paying

Next to nothing

For a line

Or two

Strung out

On heavens

High

Tom McGlynn

Sunday, October 25, 2015

All that

Has gone before

This nest is

Hove too

Unsought after

Till

Spring- to- be

Unwoven

Tom McGlynn

What can only be

Described as

A move towards

Solitary

Think

How much

Screen time

Is given

To folk today

In micro fashion

Tom McGlynn

Saturday, October 24, 2015

The future of protein

Pulp’s common

People

Tourists

With pathos

A party
Next door

Tom McGlynn

Friday, October 23, 2015

For the starlings

Taking off at

200 frames

Per second

I have little
Time

Tom McGlynn

Thursday, October 22, 2015

The pinnacle

Of jaguar

Sports

All skin

And bones

Clawed

Up a tree

Tom McGlynn

A small slice

Of collective action

Microbe- figures

At the collapse

Crown

Of a volcano

Preying for

An otherking

Tom McGlynn

Wednesday, October 21, 2015

Long live

The time

Taken

My cover

Photo is

Too small

Tom McGlynn

Her aim is

To unspeak

Able practices

Like many

Of her peers

Most earth-like

She is cruel

To be yet

According to

This winter
Starling

Tom McGlynn

Tuesday, October 20, 2015

What’s with

The parachute

Conductors

Grown

So tender

At the site

Of couch-a-day

Before applying
Ejected idylls

Tom McGlynn

Monday, October 19, 2015

Barn this fall

A fixed abode

Out of plumb
Yet fancy

Tom McGlynn

Sunday, October 18, 2015

Still these products

I am going to

Make piece

With them

Some day

Any packing tips

Greatly under

Appreciated

Tom McGlynn

The hook

And ladder

An early sun day
In patient fire

Tom McGlynn

Saturday, October 17, 2015

The puffy

Body built

Unassertive

Thus the presumption

Had lain there

For a while

Groaning
For possession

Tom McGlynn

Wound around

A small spiny

Rose- branching

Wither distance

Of this tour

Current to our
Closer whorl

Tom McGlynn

Friday, October 16, 2015

That dress

Is everything

So if anything

Feels uncomfortable

There will be no

Need for
Rebuttal

Tom McGlynn

Thursday, October 15, 2015

It’s moving

Toward total

Transparency

That dims

Dale to uncanny

Valley

Tom McGlynn

Rising chances

Of drenching

Showers

Climed

To the horns

Of hurry sun

Down

You could have

Scaled me
With a feather

Tom McGlynn

Wednesday, October 14, 2015

These tiny houses

Move with you

From former shelves

The slightest

Touching

Tom McGlynn

Tuesday, October 13, 2015

That we’ll really

Appreciate

In time

Given the most

Clueless remove

Infinite lips

Lock

O engagements

Not a great

Payoff

A bombshell

In the remaining
Pieces

Tom McGlynn

Sunday, October 11, 2015

Wrote a script

That turns entries

Into this solution

On my word

Dissolve

Tom McGlynn

Friday, October 9, 2015

The main event

He admits

Don’t move him

Like it used

To tell these

Crackers apart

How am I supposed.

Too?

Tom McGlynn
copyright 2015

Thursday, October 8, 2015

What does your last

Name say

About you

Capture events

And mortalize
Them

Tom McGlynn

My beloved

Palisades

Fluted as

A fort

Of aires

Tom McGlynn

Wednesday, October 7, 2015

The way they

Are painted

Missing both

Arms makes
You think

Tom McGlynn

Which sadly

Also means

Newly revealed

Symmetry

Dissolving there

Partnership?

Tom McGlynn

Tuesday, October 6, 2015

What is the history

Of those blocks

On top of the museum
Gate?

Tom McGlynn

Things must

Hopefully

November this time

Of year

Based on what

Is catching

Unexpected wind

Strengths and shifts

October

Rising

In the stubble

Someone pull

The plug

On the trough

As frozen
It’s going to be

Tom McGlynn

Monday, October 5, 2015

In keeping

With one of

The primary

Tenants

The old

Torch job
Performance

Tom McGlynn

Sunday, October 4, 2015

A complete jewel

Mine

From already

Shaken things up

Mine

A bit longer

If I won
A life

Tom McGlynn

Crating the limits

A wooden gadget

Once the theoretical

Alternative gains

Lean the top

Myths against

The cloud has

The steady principle

Of continuity sculpted

Tom McGlynn

Will be talking

To people

Forsaken

Time-dominate

Smelling of edits

Except the one

Older than
Sliced bread

Tom McGlynn

Saturday, October 3, 2015

The concrete

Has not fallen

Out of mouth

It could be

Cast in

A day or

A week

Flower-throwing stalkers

Beware

Tom McGlynn

Thursday, October 1, 2015

This dog

Won’t hunt

Bidding fox

And master

A due

Tom McGlynn

Omen likely

Innocent

A terrific science

Lion leaps

Oozing over

Hot gruel

Tom McGlynn

Wednesday, September 30, 2015

Funny you

Bring this up

Black clouds

Cross the moon

A gloss of ibis

Scout the marsh

Stopping me
In your track

Tom McGlynn

Tuesday, September 29, 2015

Return to raw

Material plummet

Lantern shows

Each slide

A mist

Swoon

Against

The cloud
Condensed

Tom McGlynn

Monday, September 28, 2015

Followed by

A just announced

What it is

To be human

You are going

To be having

Dirty hands
Very soon

Tom McGlynn

Sunday, September 27, 2015

Because the opal light

Is behind her

So much sweatier

Than before

Water colors

Down her cheek

A stunning

Little stroke

Of blue

Tom McGlynn

Saturday, September 26, 2015

Some body left

This beautiful

Caked-like-thing

Out in the

Reign-in-the- sun

Tom McGlynn

Friday, September 25, 2015

I started, wearing

(A very polished)

Mirror of you

(So chronic pain- killer)

Not worthy

Of the rush

You want

To make up

Yourself

With privilege

Necessary

To find cruelty

Unsurprising

From what can we

Tell our self

After suffering internal

Bleeding from every angle

Tom McGlynn

Thursday, September 24, 2015

In virtually

Every state

The foreman

Working class

Sections

As he travels

To ancient land

Avoiding direct

Sunlight

Singing:

“Witchy was

A headlight

On a’north
Boundary trained”

Tom McGlynn

Everywhere things

Crowd in

On us they

Seem too logical

That is/if hell

Plans to integrate

Tom McGlynn

Having spent

This equinox

I’d love to

Come down

Before there rose

Mooring trends

And spurs off

First withdrawal

Haunted wax

And stalking

Herons

Tom McGlynn

Tuesday, September 22, 2015

These visions

Aren’t supposed

To come

Because there is

This great story

We all need

To get together

Soon

Too gorgeous
For words

Tom McGlynn

No joiner’s fee

What madness

Will fuse

Difference

In my

Element

A good try

Beyond effortless

Beauty

Full

Tom McGlynn

Do not fear

A Rhett

Or Rick

Who spun

That industrial

Started?

When there’s a wrenching

(Right- around)

A joint that
Never- parted

Tom McGlynn

Monday, September 21, 2015

This red-faced relation

Folded in two

Like a map

O!cluding

The world-fraught

Necessity

Lines

The economy

O!mens

Pulling

At times

Ideal

Tom McGlynn

To the delight of many

A billion airs

Threw out

Toys from a pram

Left over boxes

Making up a hill

You look forward

To driving every day

The difference between

Days and nights

Part of you recognizes

An elephant balancing

On your chest

Tom McGlynn

Sunday, September 20, 2015

How could we

Remember you

Finding the right reward?

This colorful little jumble

Tried to sell the hackneyed

Jokes

If the artist must marry

No good thing
Everdies

Tom McGlynn

Dire most

Revelatory forms

O pioneers!

So many good

Options

The whorl

As a hole

Lacks vision

Symbol-producing, industrious

A risk –tolerance

Has been, established

I cannot think this rock

For physics sake!

Mesmerized by its

Struggling, upward dance.

The crevasse

Must needs

Weeding

Tom McGlynn