If Logic's the theory of Proof
and Inference a process to Truth
then it's impossible to state
a premise
then negate the conclusion
unless it's a spoof.

Words and foto Tommy Carroll

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I stood and stared-

a long time seeking

a welcome gaze

that returned my greeting.

The World stared back

then went its way,

perhaps to lunch,

perhaps to play.

My friend the Mirror-

a listener of sorts,

in silence watched

and kept its thoughts.

Words and foto T Carroll

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The wind it tackles

The leaves and the litter

The leaves and the litter

It leaves in the past.

The sun it is drying

The paint and the puddles

The paint and the puddles

Not tears from the past.

I saw the bend coming

The bend was approaching

The bend in the road

That soon would be passed.

I saw her look darken

She hoped I was joking

But we w...

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Jan folded the letter
running a finger

to form a crease.
 
She looked up-
 
somebody was explaining
functionality:
 
She stared
at the new argument
written on the white board
then returned to the letter
 
the fold:
another plane
pressing and creasing
vertices missing
corners peaking...
 
She sighing.
 
His orientation with her
disengaged;
they were now misplaced.
 
...

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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 Carrol9l

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How do I love my shoes?
Let me count the ways

I love their comfort and style and price
When my foot can slip in
When kicking out of sight
foolish Insults and remarks.

I love them for their shine
and waterproofing,
Quiet in the walking,
By sun and torch-light.

I love the comfort as men
strive for Comfort.
I love their fashionability,
as they bask In praise.

I love them with a ...

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Be careful to ALL

fireworkers:

Ladies with

knitting disorders

And grumpy old men

with pacemakers

have vowed to

''Pour dribbles

of water

upon the fuse of each

and any firework

that they come accross''.

Informents have told police

to look out for

suspicious groups

of slowly moving strangers

Smelling of urine!

Words and foto Tommy Carroll

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A lack of balance

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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I dreamt of the
end-of-the-world
last night as I stood
and watched
two planes collide
and I hear the sound
as from a memory.

The felt warmth
of neutrinos
scarring an image
through every skull
like a beautiful
Angiogram.

We sighed as the missiles
wrote their new world history-
though shorter than a blink.

 
foto & poem T Carroll
 
 
 

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Bloody Valentine

by Tommy Carroll

Monday 2nd July 2012 11:53 pm (first posted Thursday 16th February 2012 5:09 pm)

I grabbed the blade
She held the handle
I gripped it tight
She swifly pulled
I looked at her smile
She assured me of our continuing friendship.

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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 ...

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"The complainers complaint
is a constant refrain-
' Woe is me
pity me
they're all to blame!

I'm squeezed in the middle
by those with no name
pity me not them
they're all to blame!

why don't they just send 'em  
all off to jail?
give to me not to them
coz they want the same,

give to me not to them
coz they're all to blame
them paki's and blacks
them poles and the lame
the une...

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He:   I thought I touched you, but softly? 

She:  Then I'm as bits, falling 

He:   You've left me counting the pieces 

She:  Then pick them up 

He:    But what then? 

She:  Stop counting start mending.    

words and painting T Carroll

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About her stood

charred pillars

With the tourists

brushing past

while carrying

sodden momentos

dousing bonfires

from her past.

Her burning invisibility

and thier backwards

glancing toss

remains a wishfored

present

but glowed in its

unseen loss.

Words and image: Tommy 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.

...

words and foto T Carrolly

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{While walking down Connolly's chosen drag}

I chew my thinking

{Wasting sad lost time}

and with drink

point fingers that with

hidden levity choose

{my tomorrow's eating}

the wet poisin

with aplomb.

{bless the 12 who also drank}

photo and words  T H Carroll

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I chew my thinking

and with drink

point fingers that with

hidden levity choose

the wet poisin

with aplomb.

photo and words  T H Carroll

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It's the only

thing that i'm

looking for

that I've found

that I've once again

lost.

words and foto T Carroll

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The hour is slim!

the time to entwine

with her and

with advantage inhale

the heavy offering

from between the jaws

of her open thighs.

Persephone's tasty flesh

renders her cleft

of wet truth-

she can slake this thirst

can assuage my ache

when enthralled against

the serpent earth

with legs knotted

we lay tangled

in ancient ruin.

words...

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Ankles crossed and

toes waving I

sigh at the clouded

light that creeps

across the kitchen,

through its windowed

permission,

its walls ignored

my jailed stare.

Tomorrow will

welcome frustrating

sunshine.

I look at my stilled toes.

Words and image Tommy Carroll

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I watched and waited

for this falling light.

How the warmth of

friends

held her spoken

grip.

How the push and shove

just came and went.

How I miss her

and her name

amongst friends.

The morning's ache

against

a worried sky

and long for gaze

betray this shuttered eye.

I wake again...

Words and foto  Tommy Carroll

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The complainers complaint
is a constant refrain
"Woe is me -points-
they're all to blame!
I'm squeezed in the middle
by those with no name
pity me not them
they're all to blame!
why don't they just send 'em  
all off to jail?
give to me not to them
coz they want the same,
give to me not to them
coz they're all to blame
them paki's and blacks
them poles and the lame
the unemplo...

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The hour is slim!

the time to entwine

with her and

with advantage inhale

the heavy offering

from between the jaws

of her open thighs.

Persephone's tasty flesh

renders her cleft

of wet truth-

she can slake this thirst-

can assuage my ache

when enthralled against

the serpent earth,

with legs knotted,

we lay tangled

in ancient ruin.

words a...

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Jan folded the letter

running a finger

along its crease.

She looked up-

somebody was

explaining functionality:

She stared at the

new argument written

on the white board

then returned to the letter

the fold:

another plane pressing

and creasing

vertices missing

corners peaking...

She sighing.

His orientation with her

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Brexit:

A learners guide

Two rabbits in a field

and one says

"Ha you're wearing odd socks!"

The other rabbit didn't reply

as it was counting backwads

from 100.

* *readers feel free to substitute "rabbits" with Economists, polititians or media'

Words and images Tommy Carroll

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