Blog Entries by Tommy Carroll (2009)

well this time

well this place

well this we

forever

for those we kiss

for those we miss

for those we love

forever.

Thursday 31st December 2009 12:00 am

The Pretenders

'' 2000 miles....'' The Pretenders

Thursday 24th December 2009 11:42 pm

Ballad of Beelzebub

Joe McElderry
Cowell's spawn,
what is it that
lies underneath?
Joe McElderry
sugary corn,
Too many smiles
Too many teeth

Thursday 17th December 2009 3:42 pm

Rage Against The Machine

''Freedom is not when

the Master let him go,

it was when the Master said ''Yes''

and he said ''No!''

quote used by Tom Morello

(Rage Against The Machine)

on BBC radio 6

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Wednesday 16th December 2009 8:35 am

Christianity and other myths

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She said: ''You forget about

the fall back position

of Christianity:

'Limbo'

According to the Catholic church

all 'souls' that had no faith

but were without sin-

ended up there.

I envisage

countless babies

crawling around for eternity,

crying for their mums!''

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Tuesday 15th December 2009 1:14 pm

The Love Making Of Hiawatha

I sit beside you

your wanting me

I sit beside my self

my wanting your wanting

your thigh

against my skirt

my skirt riding

my thigh's skirt riding

your arm that is resting

my breast that is pressing

your movement at my chest

my movement cannot rest

your heat makes me wet

don't stop-not yet

your wine spills a drop

the wine spills-don't stop

the time ...

Saturday 12th December 2009 2:48 am

Behind The Event

Back where I was once

I am now contrived,

Awaiting the return trip;

Waiting in strained advance-

Abandoned thus obliged.

This situationist event

Becomes an angry retort:

To reply to actions

One must think of the consequences-

Or file a 'Missing' report.

Thursday 3rd December 2009 10:49 pm

The shopping of Hiawatha.

I saw you waiting

in the light

stood there waiting

standing there

saw you in

the window's light

standing facing

to the light

from the windows

tall and bright

from the shopping

arcade's light

from the arcade's

neon glare

I saw you shopping

standing there

I saw you standing

shopping the...

Tuesday 1st December 2009 2:30 am

test run for blog entry comment disablement procedure.

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Friday 27th November 2009 4:17 pm

I dreamt of the end-of-the-world last night!

I stood and watched

Two planes collide.

And heard the sound

As from a memory.

The felt warmth

Of neutrinos,

Scarred 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

Sunday 22nd November 2009 11:13 pm

Betrayed

I watched and waited

for this falling light.

How the warmth of

friends

held your 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...

Wednesday 18th November 2009 12:50 am

The stops

...three dots

Tuesday 10th November 2009 12:51 am

I Leant Against The Wall

She lay tangled In my bed-clothes.

I watched trapezoids of summer light make motes alive to the warmth.

I leant against the wall and counted her breaths,

pale and shallow her rising breasts,

her hair webbed with sleep and

gripped to her belly my gown

since last she bathed.

I lowered my case-

and loved her more.

Saturday 7th November 2009 9:48 pm

thole swoopstake

forget money

forget shopping:

go look at the rocks

and

poke a twig at the sky!

Friday 6th November 2009 1:57 am

Advice to the Elderly November the Fifth.

Be careful to ALL fireworkers:

Old 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!

Thursday 5th November 2009 2:33 am

The shame of social embarressment of a man farting loudly in a lift full of women.

The women laughed

The man stank

Tuesday 3rd November 2009 7:22 pm

The shame of sexual disfunction of a man with no trousers.

The woman laughed

A man shrank

Tuesday 3rd November 2009 7:15 pm

The shame of Impotence discovered by a second party.

A woman laughed

The man drank

Tuesday 3rd November 2009 6:50 pm

Week-ends

Week-ends, week-ends,

Work-a-day

Book-ends.

Sunday 25th October 2009 12:48 am

Assignation

My Love sits astride Another's Love

As I another sit,

My Love holds Another's hand

While Another's gaze is met.

Another watches My Love's mouth

As I another watch,

My Love speeks Another's name

But My Love its troth I catch.

Friday 23rd October 2009 12:54 am

Persephone's Filthy Dream

This is the tangled time

The time that heavy with want

Becomes the jaw for open thighs.

My tasty flesh renders

The cleft for wet truth.

The hour is slim; my ache can shatter Persephone's slake.

Enthralled against the serpent earth!

Legs knotted, lay tangled in ancient ruin.

Thursday 22nd October 2009 12:16 pm

sit

My

Love sits astride

Another's

Love:

And I

Another

Sit.

Wednesday 21st October 2009 1:01 am

lads unquestionably do:

Lads stay up

Much later than

Girls:

They do:

Without question.

Wednesday 21st October 2009 12:57 am

try

Haiku I supposed that

you were shorter than

I first supposed it to be.

Once again.

Wednesday 21st October 2009 12:36 am

hearing sadness

I

do

not know where I live:

but

I

do

know where

to

cry.

Tuesday 20th October 2009 11:54 pm

...and thus it goes.

LET ME EXPLAIN...

(and thus it goes. My brain interposing with drivel...)

and sometimes the words come out wardback and shus instead of 'thus' but should come out frontward...'Thus'

( I tire of this consious senility, this humour by disguise...)

...with lost inflection and missing adverbs splet not spelt...

( and so it goes...)

and...thus it goes.

Tuesday 20th October 2009 4:33 pm

part of the sequence of the equation for scratching my nose...

Closed form expression

Like every sequence defined by linear recurrence, the Fibonacci numbers have a closed-form solution. It has become known as Binet's formula, even though it was already known by Abraham de Moivre:

where is the golden ratio (sequence A001622 in OEIS)

(note, that , as can be seen from the defining equation above).

The Fibonacci recursion

is similar to the defin...

Thursday 15th October 2009 11:54 pm

GOING BACK-WARDS IN TIME: A Day In That Life

Going Backwards in Time him: 'Central to this objection is your reaction...' her: ' A bit of ''Leninist stick bending'' that moves it to Its required point!

a bit of Leninist stick bending that moves it to the point!

I waited but you never came- I'll wait awhile though it's in vain.

is listening to...

Thursday 15th October 2009 11:35 pm

Fibonacci Sequence

him: 'Central to this

objection

is your reaction...'

her: ' A bit of ''Leninist
stick bending''
that moves it
to Its required point!'

Thursday 15th October 2009 11:04 pm

Various poems and replies from others in thier style- a thank you!

500

half a mil

Blogs of nods

in thier various styles,

they

'' Fill up our walls with English dead...''

This bouquet of pansies and such

A tribute to this lasting sauce.

A River flowing thru

this

Discourse of mind and word.

Viva!

Thank you!

Wednesday 14th October 2009 5:21 pm

point this way

pointed are: pointless the persuation,

pointing in our blanks the verse;

the unsaid lines of this invasion

saddend useless with the verbs.

weighted are: exagerated tenses,

waiting in our queue the lines;

the handled change of this deception

worried senseless many times.

Tuesday 13th October 2009 11:47 pm

The impossibility of knowing what's the probable causes and outcomes of finding your way around a certain 'tele-phone' company.

...how to destroy TISCALI without hurting the ants?

Tuesday 13th October 2009 8:54 pm

this smile

This brush

filled

then emptied against my teeth.

and

brushed up down and sideways.

all over.

then sluiced with liquid that kills

again, my mouth.

then sodium bicarbonate

to rental the bullets in

the dying brains.

I smile

Monday 12th October 2009 12:50 am

" Sure... how much?"

The weight

has token

then value

always indermand

Indermanded

"shall we move ...?"

Ok...this is the reflection

of my crying...

in its vain

in its nose

in its wallet.

Sunday 11th October 2009 11:23 pm

...there's this then that.

How sweet

a noise

from her

from him

Then a brush

against the arm

and

how beautiful

this sorry sound

like Jazz

but she

Kate Bush

makes simple

the beautifulness of Jazz

She

and

It

'IZ'

this swank

and wonderfullness

links

that stride amid my

lasting wants,

and

My arm is touched

and Stan Getz greets wishers.

Sunday 11th October 2009 11:01 pm

1,000,000,000 others

millions

them

1 + them

then

-1

= 0

Sunday 11th October 2009 10:49 pm

not reading old poems but listening to Kate Bush

it was then

now

it aint

that that was

is as

and

will be

Sunday 11th October 2009 10:44 pm

Blackened Berries

I will blacken my tongue
with berries,
and the laugh will crack this smile;
with your face: always your face.

I will dampen my tongue
with tears,
and the laugh will soften this land
with your smile: always your smile.

I will comfort your words
with time,
and the laugh will open this prize
with your kindness: always your kindness.

Friday 9th October 2009 6:16 pm

Gymnopedies

This jig-saw thinking

has

Blended butter in the gaps

of

The most eloquent

Brass,

then

Echoed with wood

and

Strings.

So this is how music

Can sound

When love vibrates.

Thursday 8th October 2009 10:51 pm

The Cerebral Anjiogram or Blood on the Neuro X- Ray Department Dance Floor

Words without issue

Dullness

Thoughts fork:

Thinks blink:

A primordial head-scape-

A brilliant zink.

Making Thoughts

Anew.

From this addled lexicon

And silly thinking

A focus

and

You!

Thursday 8th October 2009 9:09 pm

5th of shall one day be...and upon the 7th it was forgotten. Are men

The 6th of October

Tuesday 6th October 2009 2:23 pm

Happy...thingy...what's his name...?

To Me

A once and current bun

For thine is the trickery

And shall be holy upon the holies

A sun this day here has

And his shall be called Thomas

Thomas after the future kings of England

And Henry for the same reason

All for the day

Are men.

Tuesday 6th October 2009 2:12 pm

It's 2:45 and the neighbours are fighting.
Anal sex is preferable to the shit out-side.
A good rogering is prefered to eviction
And I am re-reading I Told You.
While walls spasm and the
Glotis grip-
The terror belches
A real good fuck.

2 days ago

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Saturday 3rd October 2009 11:21 pm

I left the party early:

My letraseted syntax

With its addled Lexicon

And garbled scrabble pattern

Left with its coat and hat on.

Friday 2nd October 2009 4:30 pm

going knowing gone!

i didn't know your leaving

nor wasn't told you'd gone

not knowing you were knowing

that i'd know i was not one

she left me all alone

not wanting to be one

i listened to her leaving

i new she had gone

so: she's not leaving knowing

so: she's listened to her gone

that knew she wanted leaving

left me the only one.

Friday 2nd October 2009 4:04 pm

I love Amy but as a guy said:

she needs to get that racoon off her head

she looks like shit and it's probably filled with crack

and rum and fuckin cockroaches...

Friday 2nd October 2009 1:05 am

My knowing you: You knowing someone else.

Expressive Dysphasia

Is storming through

Like the wasted

Train-line tangle

Of the word spate

That heaves my name.

My tsunami chimes

Its Brain Cell Pattern

Like dizzy bends of thinking.

Thursday 1st October 2009 11:38 pm

front of the queue-relapse

I'm waiting in line

wang...

......jibber..........0909098............

well this is a tine time to walk sideways......diff....h..............minkolew.........98)_

d...

Tuesday 29th September 2009 3:22 pm

relapse

wang...

......jibber..........0909098............

well this is a tine time to walk sideways......diff....h..............minkolew.........98)_

do.........3...why do the dreams change channels?....?...shh?

&...*...

shh.........oh the violance...violata...vid...(come now come quick).....

:::, shh,..........

sleep

Friday 25th September 2009 1:56 pm

Lizzie by night

That second Lizzie
That once in a life second
The way you laughed that night
The way you fetched service
The way you looked- this easy...

The way you knew who we were that night
The way you were followed by all
The way you were trailed by me
The way you were sure of this and that
The way you were so easy to be
So very easy In my company...

Thursday 24th September 2009 4:52 pm

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Interests: 6 Favourite Music: 10, 000 Favourite TV

Thursday 24th September 2009 12:36 am

yank

gone.......

Thursday 24th September 2009 12:36 am

bloodburst

fisss-

vishhhhhhhhhhhhhht-

plubbb--glubb--fishhh-

itsssssssssss-

twang!

how wide the repertitions how great madess!

Tuesday 15th September 2009 12:00 am

No Title To

In seconds my

wasted wanting

breath caught

a tumble-drying

yesterday:

all now repeats

and 99% missed

meanings.

Saturday 12th September 2009 10:25 pm

brain hemorrhage

this is a new thrill:
listing of the speech
hand wired
and wired tooth-brushed heads
of a new seven-less bleeding
washed and jointed...
semi-detached property...
the pajamas's await

Thursday 10th September 2009 12:08 am

mind chin

a small chin
that needs

that what
a pant

a scary
eveny just

a brain...held on...
christ a frightening

Tuesday 8th September 2009 12:19 am

the strangest

the ned
and...
neels too feel...

mother keep it fead

Tuesday 8th September 2009 12:12 am

Newcastle accent

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I was born William Melvin Hicks on December 16, 1961 in Valdosta, Georgia. Ugh. Melvin Hicks from Georgia. Yee Har! I already had gotten off to life on the wrong foot. I was always “awake,” I guess you’d say. Some part of me clamoring for new insights and new ways to make the world a better place.

All of this came out years down the line, in my multitude of creative interests that a...

Sunday 16th August 2009 12:14 am

I love Bill Hicks (being tickled)

I love Bill Hicks
what?....no no
I love Bill Hicks
hahaha...no I love Bill Hicks
honest...hahaha...shhh
I love Bill Hicks
behave...haha...shh
I love Bill Hicks
Bill Hicks
dead forever
I love Bill Hicks

Saturday 15th August 2009 8:05 pm

waa waawaaa

'waa waawaaa waa waawaaa waa waawaaa waa waawaaa waa waawaaa waa waawaaa waa waawaaa waa waawaaa waa waawaaa waa waawaaa waa waawaaa KABUL waa waawaaa waa waawaaa waa waawaaa waa waawaaa waa waawaaa waa waawaaa HELMUND waa waawaaa waa waawaaa waa waawaaa waa waawaaa waa waawaaa IRAQ waa waawaaa waa waawaaa waa waawaaa waa waawaaa waa waawaaa BAGHDAD waa waawaaa waa waawaaa waa waawaaa BA...

Saturday 15th August 2009 7:41 pm

Accent

Today a Northern Irish girl
Asked if I had ' fridges'
I thought that she had read my poem
About the life that's Midge's

I told her 'It's out the back
It's tall and white and hums'
'No' She said ' I want the type
That from a carton comes'

I looked askance, she asked again
'Do you have some fridges?'
I repeated what she had said
Then smiled- she wanted 'fruit juice' .

Wednesday 12th August 2009 12:17 am

is you is?

He collaborated with Brecht
He went with the flow.
Avant-garde.
Was he an opportunist
Then
When
Trade Unionists were hung-
Going with the flow
To pen backward looking ditties?
Did he collaborate with the Nazis?
Carl Orf f
...tra la la la lala....(jingle jingle)..lala..lalala!

Tuesday 11th August 2009 1:07 pm

snip-snip

snip snip
           gardening magazine
bits and pieces
print large
               text small
flowers here
blue shears crop wintry bargain buys
compost your neighbors cabbages
kneel and weeping dig

best prices paid for sheds
my hands ache with gay arrays
                                    suduko and wire eats the bugs of heavy scent
Heaven scent and saplings bent
letters from readers wives
sharpen dull blad...

Sunday 9th August 2009 5:46 pm

I Have That Tape Still

Enough said
and
drunk,
we sulked
and danced
and waited for:
coats
taxis
kebabs.

holding posters
of
dead rock stars
we climbed
the bare stairs.

Some wine
and the best sounds on tape
and white bulbs painted red or blue
and grass, 'cool'
no chairs,
white walls,
carpeted.

my flat.

More drink
and looking out of windows
and Tom Waits on tape
and that 'gear' from Egypt.

pushing each other gently

and

opening windows
and

and

we laug...

Friday 7th August 2009 9:42 pm

Twisted

when you walk down an underpass
with a beautiful woman still a teenager:
stand away from her,

rest your shoulders against the tiles,
set a finger into the grout
and smile.
Twist your nail until it breaks.
Still smile.
And if you still want
her like I did
then break another
nail
and when all
trace of nails and smiles
have withered
withered
from those tiles

kiss her
kiss her
once more

kiss her
yet once more for me.

Friday 7th August 2009 7:24 pm

Icelandic poem 1 In the voice of Bjork

Thar hiz a fing in ma fridge
Tha dear not spike its naym
Han so I hav called hit midge
I fink it com from Spayn

Hit ides beheynd da Milk
And laffs wen the dor clouses
He as a chin lak Acker Bilk
An does has e' suppozez

Once he ate all me lard an gin
Han had folks there far owez
E' even ad mor drinks sent in
An spent me dosh on flowez

Wednesday 5th August 2009 11:36 pm

Icelandic poem 2 In the voice of Bjork

Thurr urr sam folks
Oo com hat nite
Hango at thurr own liesure
Thay tike the sheets At either ent
Han toss me at thurr pleasure.

Thurr whispers soon
Becom mah drims
That fill mah head wiv nonsence
Thay blow tha fuses
In mah plugs
Han read my correspondence.

Litil buggars!
That's wat thay urr
Thay mike mah sleep horrendous
Thurr silly gayms
Dat leef me wet
Han feelin not tremendous.

Wednesday 5th August 2009 11:21 pm

Please Do Not Put Me In a Rhyme

Please do not put me in a rhyme
leave me out of your schemata
leave my name and broken
ways for some other tongue
for some other days.

Just write about that which
you know and do not
speculate or pitch dramatic
verse into the space I have left.

I've taken my books from
the dusty shelves and
stepping over your out-stretched legs
I leave the room you've already locked
I steal away from easy rhyme.

Monday 27th July 2009 10:20 pm

There Is One Scoffing

There is one scoffing,
high and winsome
even now about the town
and pointing, looking, directing
traffic this way,
anointing: laying down the mantra and crying-
'I love you too much to be seen with-out you.' I feel the hem of your thinkingonly to have it tugged away...only to have it tugged away...

Monday 27th July 2009 9:54 pm

Before the After

(or doggerel also rises)

I used to be bald
but now I'm shorn,
like being dead
not being unborn.

I used to be young
but now I'm not old,
like being informed
not being untold.

I used to be slight
but now I'm substantial,
like being skint
then becoming financial.

Monday 27th July 2009 4:01 pm

Incide info

we have to shhh as we are a target.... you know so just shhh as ...we will be heard or ...or...someone with the a..'bility to read the lips will traitor us.... you know what they are doing? well ... i ...i ...It involves a shipment of waste that 'pparently has gone astray only i' 'asn''t...and these misstypes don't help...why you look at me dat way?...I iz only sayin'...broffah!...I an..lie ......

Saturday 25th July 2009 1:30 am

Women love poetry more than men

                 Women Love Poetry More Than Men.
                 Hard Hat Area: Poem under construction!
                          (a poem for two voices and a mind.)

It's a fact, they do...
they are more inclined to
they are they just do...

They like the emotional entanglement that's true, however,
I'm not sure are you?...

Of course: their eyes light up with delight ...

Friday 24th July 2009 11:38 pm

Friday night stuck-in

F...Friday
R...Roisin
I...I
D...Daniel
A...Alltogether
Y...Yippee!

Friday 24th July 2009 8:11 pm

Lizzie by Night

That second Lizzie
That once in a life second
The way you laughed that night
The way you fetched service
The way you looked- this easy...
The way you knew who we were that night
The way you were followed by all
The way you were trailed by me
The way you were sure of this and that
The way you were so easy to be
So very easy In my company...

Friday 24th July 2009 11:42 am

''Help! I've been punched by a celebrity- Get me outta here!''

Amy Winehouse and Steve Gerrard
better watch it
or they'll get barred!

Thursday 23rd July 2009 2:21 pm

Coffee

Coffee sweet black coffee,hot from my coffee pot,
more a pint than a shot,
scalding coffee
knows what is and what is not.

Thursday 23rd July 2009 1:58 pm

The Gallery

Someone left luggage
on the floor,
I lifted it up
to a hook by the door.

A crowd gathered
I couldn't believe my eyes
when I came back it had
won first prize.

Thursday 23rd July 2009 12:27 pm

Summing up Ted Hughes' poetry:

Squawk squawk
Berry drop
Over there
Mind the tractor!

Look at them spuds!
Weep for the soil
Away to market
Bills bills- ah the sun!

My mad wife
What a life
Sorry i rhymed
Look at the time!

Wednesday 22nd July 2009 3:31 pm

Hullabaloo

re the hullabaloo over Barack Obama and Michael Jackson

We clap some Blacks,
we clap them Blacks,
tho' we mow those
others shacks
and dish out smacks,
we clap them Blacks
and forget them whacks
and their blistered backs
and hands that pick the
music tracks,
and then we clap them Blacks
them stand-up Blacks
but not them bent over blacks
for earning us all our stacks
of dirty cash
and maids we lash
and keep from d...