Poetry Blog by Tommy Carroll

Yesterday I stood

Staring at the moon

Hoping His Royal Majesty

Hurrys up and gets well soon.

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We've each got different partners now
and we're having a real nice time
we both agreed to separate
Parsley Sage Rosemary and Thyme

We both were once so in love
now we just stay in touch
we cherish the time we once had
as we don't see each other much.

I once saw her on the bus
once chatted on the phone
we've sent each other a couple of  texts
at work, on the bus, and at home.
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Very many sadness

Very many loss

Very many leavings

That weigh a heavy cross

If all the very manys

Had weight the weight of floss

Then all the windy blowings

Would blow away the dross.

Words and image

Thomas H Carroll esq

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To the IDEALIST it's all in the mind

So the next time in company you find

Your in a BAR with the former

And fancy beer and a Korma

Let THEM pay the bill all the time.

Words and foto T Carroll

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Not for me another love

like choking fear

It will not budge

I dare not blink

for it now seems

by choosing drink

I dwell in dreams

I grind to bits

my words and teeth

when searching through

my history:

to lift above

what lay beneath

all that broken masonry.

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words and foto T Carrolly

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Aphasia...
IS STORMING THROUGH...
LIKE THE WASTED
TRAIN LINE TANGLE
and is caused by developmental issues or damage to the anterior regions of the brain...

OF THE WORD SPATE
THAT THE CONFETTI FICATION OF MEANING
HAS ALL ABOUT ME THE POINTLESS EFFORT
OF MY TONGUE
...and the lost direction of that wasted search
MY TSUNAMI CHIMES
ITS DIZZY BRAIN CELL PATTERN
LIKE RINGING BENDS OF THINKING

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Like that bend in the argument

Like that wait

Like that recovering

From it

And we looked sideways at each other

then there was recovery

and that touch smiled

away each and every point

that we had both planned.

words and image Tommy Carroll

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When microbes
copulate with
politicians and Law
it spawns a virus
with which
to lock up the poor
whether
home becomes Jail
or
sickened by a spore
It's the
cell or the ward
for you that's
in store.

Words and image by Tommy Carroll

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He said-
''Hey see this? and that?
-he pointed at the washing-
then get it sorted.''

She said-
''where's the money for the windows?''

The window cleaner avoided eye contact.

She said-
''there's no tea!''

He sat quietly.

She walked into the kitchen
- touched a swelling eye-
and planned her escape.

Words and foto Tommy Carroll

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