...along the shoreline water's edge ...I skim across its foaming roar, ...I see her standing on the ledge... of rock and waiting wanting more...

foto and words Tommy Carroll

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When is a frog not a tadpole?

when is a giant just tall?

how far must you travel to journey?

and whom deems a sacrifice small?

It depends on whom does the sizing

for they choose what's big and what's small

for whom holds the tape,  measures context

holding history's context in thrawl. 

words and foto T Carroll

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Hold me

''It starts like this''

hold me

get to bed

for just a minute

ok

I need to be held

ok

tight

ok
ok
I need to smell you

between your thighs-

through fresh panties-

after you have showered
pushing my nose against

the plump swell of your pussy
whist talking to you
smelling you
smelling your pussy
tracing your moist lips with my finger
pushing t...

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I do not give a shit

about Vietnam,

I do not give a shit

about destroying villages

nor paddy-fields,

I couldn't care less

about this poem

nor could I be bothered about

my neighbour's troubles

nor the shit that falls through

my letterbox

demanding payment-

as long as I can

fall back-wards and cry.

words and foto T Carroll

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Tommy is thinking:

why do posters 

refer to themselves in the third person.

I have tried to,

so has himself.

When speaking in the third person,

he himself, finds, he himself,

asking himself why?

Can two people converse in the third person?

Tommy finds it difficult

to quote directly from

a third person's point of view,

while speaking to the third-person

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                                               How to tell a joke 
                                           -Advice given to a Lady-

PREAMBLE- Know your audience
                 Know your subject

Write out your joke in full
Read it aloud many times
Remove all diversions
Check for confused references
Ensure you have a command of the required terminology
Try not to get ...

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''This machine kills fascists'' ...

''this is not a pipe'' ...

''Policeman accused of 'inappropriate' treatment of Whitney Houston's corpse''...

which, if any, are considered Art? 

A repost:

The gallery

Someone left luggage
in a pile on the floor,

I lifted it up
to a hook by the door.
 

A crowd had then gathered,
and to my lasting surprise
t...

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I will finger the hem

of your gown

and place my smile's cheek

against your shadow.

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She posses watched eyes

and is unaware of the conspiracy

that stirrs my head.

She is uninformed by

her Secret Service

as to my machinations

and my plots to steal

with quiet looks

and compelling reason

the why and wherefore

of her each

and every day.

Words and foto T carroll

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(The complainnant's complaint, 

is a constant refrain-)

''woe is me- 

yes me- 

they're all to blame!

(points at them)

I'm squeezed in the middle 

(points at self)

by those with no name,

pity me 

-not them-

they're all to blame!''

(They read the Sun and The Daily mail- screaming)

give to me 

...

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My anual submission of the poem to celebrate the occasion of the Tour de France

oooh... ahhh

oooh... ahhh

aching buttocks

aching thighs

unseen crowds  

unseen skies

between the shoulders

lakes of fire

stinging eyes

on the spinning tyre

calves and heart

will explode

grip the 'bars

eat the road

kilo meters 

whirring chain...

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I saw you waiting 

in the light 

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Was I the only one now on the beach?

She had stood behind me,

we had both waited- awkwardly.

She decided then to go,

I surmised- by the sound that

the soft tread of departure makes

on sand...

Sunsets care nothing for dimming shadows

nor waves sigh, that they must lap and fill

the printed pools left by feet.

How hard to turn and not look

back to ...

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''here- hold this''

he offers it to her-

she holds out

her hand-

''keep your fingers together''

he smiles-

she sighs

holding her fingers apart-

''try and grasp it''

he watches her.

Looking at him

she forgets her hand-

he picks it up

and, again smiling,

he repeats-

the votive offering-

To Mandy 02:31

21 may 2013

words ...

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00:01

and as it takes

a second to leave

what once was

it becomes

00:02

and her perfume 

is resolved into

00:03

and the dial-tone

repeats

as 

00:04

emerges and Tom Waits'

closes and Martha

bleeds from the heart

00:05

''out walking in the rain''

where are you?

and footsteps 

washed in tearfull

ablutions

00:06

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He said-

''Hey see this?  this and that?

-he pointed at the washing-

then get it sorted.''

She said-

''where's the friggin money?''

The window cleaner avoided eye contact.

She said-

''there's no tea!''

He sat quiet.

She walked into the kitchen

- touched a swelling eye-

and planned her escape.

words and foto T Carroll

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Wandering expositions

Poetry has many inspections
each line remains re-touched;
we frown at fingered collections
of nouns and other stuff.
There are troublesome inflections,
and bleeding, wrung-out verbs-
the wandering expositions
of rhymes the metre serves.
There are stand alone conjunctions
in hope that it amazes
where
in solitude it functions
in contrived schemat...

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Fiesta!

I am francisco vasquez garcia
I am welcome to almeria
We have sin gas and con leche
We have fiesta and feria
We have the song of the cochona
We have brandy and half corona
And leonardo and his accordione
And kalamari and macaroni

Come all you rambling boys of pleasure
And ladies of easy leisure
We must say adios! unt...

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A poet's response to the world's various economic meltdowns

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''Is that all that 

there is?''

All that

there is-

is,

and

'is' is

all that

is there.

''all that 

is there

is there?''

all that

there is there-

is there

''is that all

that there is?''

all that is there-

is all that there is.

words and foto(self-portrait) Tommy Carroll

(trans...

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Pedophile priests

and their accomplices, nuns,

had me reaching for an earlier work.

Hell, Purgatory, Limbo and Heaven:

One down three to go. 

Pope abolishes 'Limbo'.

Apr 20, 2007

She leant forward

and uncrossed her legs

saying: ''You forget 
the fall back position
of the Catholic church. 
'Limbo' 
According to the Catholic church 
all 'souls' that had no faith
...

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The wind it tackles
The leaves and the litter
The leaves and the litter
The leaves and the past

The sun it dries
The paint and the puddles
The paint and the puddles
The paint and the past

I saw the land quickly approaching
the bend in the river
that soon would be passed
I saw her look
I knew she was leaving
The leaves and the puddles
The paint and the past.

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The wind it tackles

The leaves and the litter

The leaves and the litter

The leaves and the past

The sun it dries

The paint and the puddles

The paint and the puddles

The paint and the past

I saw the land quickly approaching

the bend in the river

that soon would be passed

I saw her look

I knew she was leaving

The leaves and the puddl...

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At what point

is love in balance?

resolved?

love is not an

unyielding beam,

but, 'flects as 

weight of want

or force of need

offsets

another's wishes.

Yet

such scales can

never measure

loss nor the loss

of balance.

words and foto T Carroll

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At what point

is love in balance?

resolved?

love is not an

unyielding beam,

but, reflexes as 

weight of want

or force of need

offsets

another's wishes.

Yet

such scales can

never measure

loss nor the loss

of balance.

words painting foto T Carroll

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(party blues)

I didn't know that she was leaving

nor was I told that she had gone

that my not knowing of her going

meant I was now the only one

she had left me alone not knowing

I was not the wanted one

so they watched as she was leaving

then they knew that she had gone

she was leaving in the knowing

that they watched in h...

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The lovely Vale Park,

a planner's green spark,

and a rolling delight by the river.

That verdant smudge mark,

near the waves lapping hark,

'cross the 'pool

that is known as the Liver.

words and foto T Carroll

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HOW TO SHOP FOR SHOES:

(A lesson for women)

Enter St. John's Market

15:30 hours.

Locate shop-

walk up to shoe rack-

choose shoes-

pay at till-

Exit St John's Market

15:37 hours...

NEXT WEEK: How to 'Tell a Joke'

words and foto T carroll

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