Old mills

Old mills

Remade you

Have to wonder

The trauma

They create

Grinding out

The last grain

Of youth

All during

Happy hour

Tom McGlynn

copyright 2016

These posers

These posers

Are haunting talk

From friends

And hallway photos

Rain giving way

To late -glowing light

Twisting facts and

Somehow managing

But let’s not relax

Tom McGlynn

copyright 2016

The oldest melody

The oldest melody

In existence

Emotion knows

No recent pause

To a brook

All opposition
Sings

Tom McGlynn

copyright 2016

Flocking, sovereign

Flocking, sovereign

The near universal

Stand of crooked

Timber!

Kickoff our fall

There is not

A tissue worth

Of kindling

Tom McGlynn

copyright 2016

We seem

We seem

To have left

Out some

Crucial information

The position

Of the starshows

A way to get

A hold of

What took

So damned long

An unexpected

Medium

Tom McGlynn

copyright 2016