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I grew up in the North East, moved South for a while and am now living in Sheffield. I've been writing these things since I was 15, mainly as a way of making sense of life and the situations around me. In many of the poems I tried to put myself in the place of someone I knew and then write from their perspective. I've never performed any poems live - but have posted some recordings here, so you can find out for yourself why that be might the case. I have grown to love reading other people's work on this site and hope to attend some events soon...


It's the eccentricities of normal people that makes art exciting it's the connections gifted minds make that set the page alight The sexiness of confidence paired with some intrinsic wisdom O just look at what they chose to say and how they said it sets the canvas alight Shine your twisted mind all over me drape your knotted rhymes all over me pour your unique charm all over me With originality with your eccentricity all over me!

The Sea At Night Does Not Rest

Too tired to rest I only care are you out there somewhere A glass of cheap wine on the arm of some expensive chair And do you... could you think of me sometime maybe... while I'm still alive The gravity of your movements swells the tides of my emotions and you'll probably never know You drag me to ecstasy, then to lowest ebb and you'll probably never know You amaze me with your vagary I could fall in love so easily but you won't let me Could you think of me sometime could you think of me sometime maybe... while we're still alive...

Can You Hear The People Sing?

They dwell in strange rooms the murky recesses of affordability barely buildings, bedrooms with sinks chair pushed up against the door flakes of lives flung everywhere a curtain, a quilt - who can really say? A bare bulb hangs in an open window no shade inside from day or night Still lives go on; the rudimentary, ramshackle, clutching at homeliness the need for shelter unites us all a hotel, a shed - who can really say? In bleak electric heat, so many sing it’s a different song all sing a different song Some higher, happier some lower, more desperate than mine flowing on through these days and nights a verse, a chorus - who can really say? The lawless, surging, movement of cars the self-possessed trains below the buildings so many pairs of eyes journeying on the things they’ve seen, things they still see those minds, all varied, wrapped in their own stories a tragedy, a fairytale - who can really say? Market stalls, street-sellers in threading gloves the inside world spills out, a necessity pavements become malls dressed in winter veils motorbikes slip ghost-like in and out of sight drunks stumble in high-spirits from bar to bar a wall, a urinal - who can really say? In tall towers, in basement bunkers so many singing their different songs some sing of the joy of things some sing only of the difficulty the tunes flow through this city’s veins a love song, a death’s lament - who can really say? But can you? can you hear the people sing? the miserable, the quietly ecstatic can you hear the people sing?

Love Is What You Need

If you love it it will be what you wanted If you give it you will find it’s what you lost There is something waiting something beautiful, waiting if you’re patient if you love it You say you want to see scenes that feed your eyes they’re waiting, they’re all around you if you love them There is something happening something beautiful, happening if you’re open if you love it If it’s beauty that you want it’s all around you if you love it it’s all around you...

The Dentist

If I was the dentist I would take such pleasure pulling the bad teeth those numb little stumps right out of other people's heads With a smile and some amusing tale I'd talk to them so calmly then slip into their mouths and rip those unfeeling pegs right out of other people's heads If I was the dentist I'd reach down and pluck those dead bones those unloved chewers right out of other people's skulls And what's to say your God's not like me and what's to say He doesn't eye me with the same contempt the same criteria And what's to say He doesn't dream of someday soon whipping me out of his over-crowded mouth If I was the dentist I would waste no time pulling the bad teeth those hollow, worthless juts of rotten bone right out of other people's mouths...

All poems are copyright of the originating author. Permission must be obtained before using or performing others' poems.

Audio entries by Tom

Anatomy of Longing (01/12/2018)

Restless (Sequel) (13/07/2018)

Ellipsis (19/02/2014)

Fulfillment (13/12/2013)

30 Steps (19/06/2012)

Can You Hear The People Sing? (22/02/2012)

Pull Apart The Perfect Nest (26/07/2010)

Our Home Cannot Be Here (28/05/2010)

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keith jeffries

Sun 14th Jul 2019 08:21


Thank you for posting a comment on my profile. I have had numerous conversations with various people on the subject of writing. I use a pen as I feel it is an extension of who I am in a physical sense. From my mind, through my arm and to my hand I write what is within me. There seems to be an innate connection which I find difficult to describe. I find computers and their keyboards quite impersonal as one is always concious of making typographical errors and therefore the natural flow of writing by hand is somehow interrupted. We spend a good deal of time peering at screens which flicker and after a while can irritate the eyes, whereas the printed word on paper is less invasive.

I enjoyed your poem "You are my Priest". An interesting poem.


<Deleted User> (22158)

Sun 14th Jul 2019 03:05

Tom. After further review (I listened to all of your audio tracks) I noticed that "Anatomy of Longing" did not load completely and thus did not play to finish. All of the other tracks played fine, for me. I liked the tracks with background noise and music a lot. Are you a musician also? Did you create those background tracks? Just curious. Hope this helps with your technical issues. 😀

<Deleted User> (22158)

Sun 14th Jul 2019 01:21

Tom. Unsure about the audio player difficulty you have experienced as I have not messed with it (besides putting a buzzing sound on my front page). Maybe leaving a few seconds of dead space at the end of your original track may help? Good luck!

<Deleted User> (22158)

Sat 13th Jul 2019 20:25

Hi Tom. Thanks for the like on "My World Within Another World". I appreciate it. I've been checking out your work and am impressed. I dig the audio, too. Cool to hear a voice with your written work. Looking forward to more. Take care.

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Tommy Carroll

Wed 10th Jul 2019 21:04

Martin - thank you, yes it has its point 😉 but I guess you guessed that!

Tom - and thank you for your point and comment😉 It's most wellcome.

Mindy - and thank you too, I did'nt feel thepain till you nudged me. -so to speak.

Ta folks xxx

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Martin Elder

Mon 8th Jul 2019 09:42

Hi Tom
I love your sample poems, particularly 'Eccentrics'
Wonderful stuff
I shall look forward to reading more of your work


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Don Matthews

Tue 25th Jun 2019 16:07

I hear where you're coming from Tom. You wonder why something you think is good is 'ignored'. Then I say, hey? who cares, I enjoyed creating it. And yes, it is a 'creation'. Not just a collection of words.

Have just come across you. Gosh you've been around a while...... I liked 'Eccentricities'

Sorry Leonard was out.

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keith jeffries

Mon 11th Jun 2018 22:19

Your style of writing fascinates me as it touches upon the soul, the inner self of who we feel we are and in relation to others. There is something sporadic in the way you hold a subject and then attempt to explore it. Two lines which are repetitive work well with the way you write.
Thank you

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Alison Mary Dunn

Sat 14th Feb 2015 15:29

Hi Thom, I've not been on WOL for a long time and felt curious to see what you've written recently. Really like 'ECCENTRICITIES', it's the very reason we All find ourselves lured here, eventually. Feeding our addiction to that deeper other self ;) Never stop x

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Cynthia Buell Thomas

Sat 24th Jan 2015 13:11

This past week has been very busy. I really look forward to reading more of your work. Unless you have an inexhaustible back-up supply (which you well may do) take care not to post too many all at once; your interested 'audience' may not be able, or choose not to, keep up with your output. And some very good stuff will go unacknowledged.

But I'm definitely coming back for more. I should have been more alert in years past. Or was I?

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Larisa Rzhepishevska

Thu 8th Aug 2013 18:24

I don't really know what you deserve. May be more, may be less...but... I am sure that only chess will confess where you were less.

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Mon 5th Nov 2012 16:08

Thanks for your feedback Thom. The beauty of Small Talk was that I didn't have to rack my brains for too long about what I wrote - it just plopped out onto the page - if only they were all like that - brevity can be a blessing :)

I really enjoyed the dentist - I've never thought of the dentist in that way before - or God. If I were a God I think I'd whittle mouth back to gum in some places.

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Alison Mary Dunn

Tue 30th Oct 2012 14:56

Tx Thom, it's a great feeling to see a comment from you. I've just this minute listened to the track by Kath Bloom and I hadn't heard it before. I don't know her at all and probably should but I do now so there's still time.


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Mikhail Smith

Tue 23rd Oct 2012 13:50

howdo .. enjoyed your videos and pics on website .. very good ..

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kath hewitt

Fri 4th Feb 2011 21:03

Hi Thom,
Thank you re 'my childhood rainbow'.
Glad to see it making an impression.x

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Wed 27th Oct 2010 15:24

That wasn't a criticism of your poem at all - it just sparked me off to think about where I found freedom - everyone finds it in different places, I guess. The secret lies in marrying someone who finds it in the same place - or doesn't mind losing it in the chaos... x

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Dave Bradley

Mon 27th Sep 2010 15:28

Hi Thom. Thanks for posting re 'Bullet'. You've still got till end of play Thursday, if you can knock one out that quick.

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Chris Dawson

Fri 17th Sep 2010 12:49

Thanks Thom, much appreciated.
As to the meaning - I asked a (very bright, highly literary) friend to read it and asked her if she got the meaning, she said 'I'm not sure; it could be a steamy but illicit romance, or possibly your recent visit to the dentist'.
Take your pick :)

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Ann Foxglove

Thu 26th Aug 2010 20:15

Hi Tom, many thanks for your kind comments on my German Boy poem.

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Tomás Ó Cárthaigh

Tue 24th Aug 2010 00:02

The rat race of humanity is an emotional Desert indeed as showed in your poem "Desert".

Throw an eye over some of my stuff when you get the chance...

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winston plowes

Sun 25th Jul 2010 00:12

Plas post up "pull apart the perfect nest" in the blog section. it deserves a wider audience. great work . Winston

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Ann Foxglove

Fri 2nd Jul 2010 19:37

I always find your poems interesting and with a lot of thought behind them. I see from re-reading your profile that you look forward to criticism/comment etc. I don't know how often you make comments on other poets poems - if you do, you are more likely to get feedback from them. Good luck with it all anywaY! XX

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Tomás Ó Cárthaigh

Sat 19th Jun 2010 11:45

"Pull Apart the Perfect Nest" is an excellent poem.

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Wed 17th Feb 2010 16:44

Hi Thomas - I very much enjoyed reading your poem "Pull Apart The Perfect Nest". Beautifully structured and very clever, love the imagery which this conjures.

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Iain Uilleam MacEanruig

Tue 16th Feb 2010 19:02

I know just what you mean about quality control. I think that every time I open my mouth, let alone what I've put in writing. Your 'One of Us Was Right to Leave' feels like it very much comes from the heart and is very powerful.

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Alison Mary Dunn

Sat 19th Dec 2009 11:49

Hey Thomas, a very warm welcome to WOL. I'm so glad to have read the poems you've posted so far. You have a gift and it's lucky for us that you're sharing it.
At the moment I like them all but 'Raining in Darlington' seems to have impacted on me most.
Ally x

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Cynthia Buell Thomas

Wed 16th Dec 2009 15:33

Thomas, your Bio is considered and honest, sharing with us those things about you that really matter. Second paragraph - ace!

And with your posted poems I so appreciate your care with common spelling and grammar, just editting in general. Comments are more relaxed, of course, and prone to hasty mistakes - no biggee. By the way, Ann's advice about spaced blogs is absolutely right - great for you to have a friend on board already. And she came on to WOL like a tornado, too.

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Ann Foxglove

Tue 15th Dec 2009 08:53

Hi Thomas - your poems are very good. I know I encouraged you to post some bloggs, but they would get more attention if you maybe put one up a day rather than several all at a time. I have found that if people see a stream of them together, they might not read them all properly, and some people even seem to almost resent seeing several bloggs in a row. As I feel I encouraged you in the first place, I don't want your poetry (which really is a lovely addition to this sight) to sink without trace all in one go. I know I'm sounding like your old mum giving you advice but I would actually delete them except the first one or two, then pop them back up individually over the days to come. But do tell me to but out if you like! lol AF x

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Graham Sherwood

Mon 14th Dec 2009 21:33

Sorry Thomas, I tried to email your profile email and it bounced back. Have you written it correctly?

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