Thomas at Tea is the poetry and prose collection book from Chris McKinnon published through Scars Publications in 2007. On this page you can see a select few poems from this book (along with images that appear inside the book). For a full version of the book, you can order a “download” version (as an e-book/PDF file), or you can order a copy of this eclectic writing collection.

Aliens bridge to beavers in Pismo Beach

La mariposa posed on a fence

Archangel flies to campus

Water
Flies from your
Curved claws

Extended feathers
Slide up air currents
Chimneys of air
Push your flight lither

Red Eye, your portaled
Super visage
Skims the ground
Searches flower essence

Chris attacked by poltergeists

Naught drives them
Away in the cold
My bruders birthday

Small scream fright
Folds in glass contortions
Wrinkles in electrons
Made by sound

They’ll break in
With my truths

Tom sees
In the kitchen window
My god you’re a virgin

Sees Kelly’s Pennsylvania Deutch
Crocheted blessing
Will not keep poltergeists
Away in any guise

Being in love is hell O and other dirty words

Being in love is hell
O I don’t need it

Hells kitchen cookin up
Love slow and toxic
Blackjack mixed with cream

Hot hell fast
Hands get lost
Tongue
Great white blanque

Hope fghtn it out
Open mouth swallow in
Ouija tre chick
Fast lost stripped angular

Your finger

Bulgar in snow

A small mound
Winter crusted
Slopes at wolf’s fur
Foot

Leg head
Drawn suspended
Lucid energy
Drawn tight

Unsprung bark

Great Green Goddess

Insubstantial breath

Slowed
Whispers in your hair
Moving strands with air

Your hair stripped back
Fingers filter
Through tumbled
Locks

Your keys fall to the floor

Your mouth vulnerable
Lips press together
Tremble

Laid down falling

Dedonde in your lap
Lick your ruler
Sans transparent
Will you beat me?

Chess pieces move

Bark outside your office
Yip to let you
Know playful

Silver fur
Green eyes
(I’ll jump you
In chess)

It’s where you cut
The
Plant in water
Stones
Polished

Love in the Key of G

Peer at transparent
Defensive Glass
Computer through
You see me

Correspond
Connect the key
Hit G

I climb through
The silver frame
In your office

Through that
Glittering stone

Luminous stone
That life motif
Overlaid with Gild

Love is thicker than water

Thick water, love
Water thick
Love water

Thicker than is
Thick in

Love

Amber Moon above Westminster

Silver wave falls
Passing through earth’s shadow
To your forehead

Earth passes
Between Santana moons

Shaman you are back

Fair face follows your shado

Sun in mourning

That turns in morning
The dying sun sinks

Beneath a blind shadow
A cloud draws
Over the kiss of ligh

The goddess descends to earth in search of chris

Thomas at Tea

Mugs to right
A spoon for a shovel
Yellow napkin for a thermal blanket

Heat contained in his hat
Melts into the icy blue floor

Forms a heart-shaped puddle
A rose springs from the wet

I stoop the flower torches
Blazes in my breast.