TheGarageSale©2020TonyFallon0809.

TheGarageSale©2020TonyFallon0809.

Each Saturday morning I'm usually the first at Garage Sales

I'm looking for bargains in electric tools like all the other males

There are many early morning bargains for the shoppers who are smart

You must be prepared to bargain this is no place for the faint of heart

Its is amazing in the sales pictures the things always look bigger

The thing is now just a spade but yesterday it looked like a digger

The VCR with the DVD recorder doesn't have a remote

And the camouflage set of hunting gear has no buttons on the coat

Of the screwdrivers there on the table the Phillips ones are all chipped

And the sleeping bag you would want to take hunting cannot be unzipped

He has forty five bottles of oil but he wants five dollars a quart

that is a robbery he should be arrested and taken to court

Many tools in a small tool box have got wet and are covered in rust

And a vacuum from far better days probably won't pick up dust

He has a saw drill and a flashlight but no battery or charger

Brand new pair of boots in a box size eight how I wish they were larger

I'm always checking out old golf woods and irons but I never buy

the last time I was playing on the golf course my score was way too high

On other tables are kitchen stuff including a portable grill

And many racks of women's clothes which may be donated to Goodwill

Other tables have new cutlery linens and towels by the score

those I do not waste any time on in fact I completely ignore

I've spent a long time browsing my grandson is sitting back in the car

so proud of the twenty dollars he spent on an electric guitar

Many times you buy stuff on Saturday which at home will not function

It's no good bringing it back to the seller he has no compunction

Some say the week end urge to accumulate is some kind of disease

When in doubt keep your money in your pocket there are no guarantees

Thebirds©2020TonyFallon0802

Thebirds©2020TonyFallon0802

The birds are singing in the bushes 
Also perched on the overhead wires
On the ground noisy cheeky thrushes
In the air the skylark never tires
Instead of short our lives would be long
If we did not hear the birds in song

NotHoldingHands©2020TonyFallon0719

NotHoldingHands©2020TonyFallon0719
   

Last Saturday night as we walked across the parking lot 
I realized my good plans were slowly going to pot
I had invested most of the day getting this meal planned
you were still angry at me and wouldn't even hold my hand

I do not know what caused the anger a most frequent trend

I spent the whole day planning my absence I can defend
I feel like a prisoner put on extended remand
When ever you are so angry you will not hold my hand

Women are anxious for love you seem to be the reverse
You say there is no problem all other answers are terse
I think I am innocent but with you I think I'm damned
When you are five feet ahead it is hard to hold your hand.

I walk on the traffic side because I think that's gallant
But you say that's pandering then in future I shallant
Some courtships bloom easily you I do not understand
Most relationships prosper once the boy holds the girl's hand

You plopped down in the first booth and started to bellyache
meanwhile in the back room were some friends and a birthday cake
so near and yet so far no more I'll be at your command
this is the consequences when you will not hold my hand

SlowTime©2020 TonyFallon0713

SlowTime©2020 TonyFallon0713

I slowly watch the hand go around 
On the elegant grandfather clock
It's slow maybe it's not fully wound
But I still hear the tick and the tock

ln Facebook there's no new message
Can I can blame it on slumber?
What are the odds or percentage?
That he lost my mobile number

The tick tock goes on and on
The circle is eternal
A whole hour is almost gone
It soon will be nocturnal

TheSaving©2020TonyFallon0711

TheSaving©2020TonyFallon0711

I want you to call me so I know if you are okay
Last night I dreamed I pulled you from The Great South bay
You were far from Long Island's shore when I heard you scream
I didn't know it then but now I know it was a dream

There was no one else on the beach it was deserted
I had to act for tragedy to be averted
In the dream many big violent waves were crashing
To save your life I had no choice but to go dashing

The waves were so tall and wild but I had to persist
When I got there I told you to be calm and not resist
I asked if you had gone under or swallowed any sea
And told you there was nobody else around but me

So if we were to make it I had to have your trust
And there was absolutely nothing else to be discussed
When I got you to the beach there was no need for baling
You were shivering completely conked out but inhaling

The storm was intensifying and it was still cold
It would be many more hours before the beach was patrolled
My car was at least three miles away or more in the park
A risky and dangerous journey on which to embark

I knew the thing you needed immediately was heat
With my arms encircling you I could feel your heart beat
I held your cold body on the beach covered with my cloak
I wanted to stay like that forever….. but I awoke

The Red Hair©2020TonyFallon0710.

The Red Hair©2020TonyFallon0710.

Once upon a time in Ireland there lived a maiden fair
Just outside Shannon Airport in the County of Clare
She wanted to go to travel but didn't have the fare
But then someone said they'd buy her lovely red long hair

Her hair was really colored ginger which they all called red
It fell to behind her knees from her blue eyed head
She was afraid to sell it in case she'd remain unwed
Because she knew her hair was cherished by her lover Fred

She'd often go to the airport to see the big birds land
And see the American s very well clothed and tanned
She though of life as a farmer's wife and it sure seemed bland
If she sold the hair on her head she'd have some cash in hand

She was betwixt and between about the upcoming snips
This was not a makeover where they were leveling tips
In other words this parting could cause her major blips
In her mirror it might seem just like an apocalypse

She thought long and hard which way she should finally decide
She asked her loving mother no clear answer was supplied
When she asked her grumpy father he like wise replied
So she had no parental guidance to which she could abide

To clear her head she called Fred and went out in his Cortina
They decided to ask for insight by starting a novena
Before cutting off the hair for the Spanish ballerina
Who would wear her hair on the stages of Argentina

Well the hair was cut after the certified check was mailed
And everybody says she now looks like she's bobtailed
She and Fred got married and on the Honeymoon boat sailed
And their final destination has not yet been unveiled

Thunder ©2020TonyFallon0704

Thunder ©2020TonyFallon0704

Rain can be a problem for the average fella
But I am prepared I carry a spare umbrella
A clap of thunder is no problem it is just noise
Some people take a whole life time to get that wise
because if the lightning hits you that is what kills
As the dark storm rolls in from far and distant hills.
But there are other problems with no easy cure
leaving you with a taste in your mouth that is sour
sometimes the worst form of thunder may come from within
and may cause as much trouble as the RAF did in Berlin

That stick and stones can severely hurt your bones
is nothing at all to compare with frayed hormones

Sometimes we are driving and totally devoted
to someone pathetic who has just their own motives

And so you sit there silent almost afraid to move
but you can't sit there forever or things won't improve

So you must move on with life or be torn asunder
and that is as silly as being afraid of thunder