Saturday, October 3, 2020

Opinions©2020TonyFallon1003

 

Opinions©2020TonyFallon1003


Sometimes it is far better to stay out of the news
Because sometimes people will expect you'll have fresh views
The kind they want from you must fully agree with theirs
There is no such thing these days as ever splitting hairs

Some of the ideas they stand up for I abhor
Yet I support their rights as I've always done before

Yes even now and then sometimes I am incorrect
I know I am not an expert on every subject


Oft an opinion or simple statement on Facebook
Gets you treated like a kook or worse still as a crook

They'll then proceed right away to rip you to a shred
And say that your recent information just misled

Sometimes the truth is too heavy to be uploaded
They would rather a little lie that's sugar coated

I've often been told to cool it but I shall not bend
No matter how much I'm sullied I shall not unfriend



Tuesday, September 29, 2020

MyLeftEye(c)TonyFallon0929

 

MyLeftEye(c)TonyFallon0929
I have only one good eye which affects my left view
Yet with a slight turn I could see the beauty of you
I may not see far but I have a great inner sight
To tell you what I noticed I do not feel contrite
First time I met you I could sense a true winning style
Nothing seemed real hopeless you had a winning smile
You overall come across as refined and genteel
So if you'd agree to dine that would be ideal
I am so serious this is not an escapade
And if I could sing I would sing you a serenade
To make outlandish promises would be so unwise
I do not possess an ego which is oversize
I have most needs I'm neither borrower nor lender
You could give honest advice and be my great mentor
I still admire you so much perhaps I always shall
But might you become closer more than my my best pal
Over years I have grown diplomatic smart and wise
I am not trying to pull thick wool over your eyes


Monday, September 14, 2020

The Garden(C)2020TonyFallon0914

 

The Garden(C)2020TonyFallon0914


The mornings are getting late and the evening starting to advance
The autumn leaves are falling there are no fresh flowers on the plants
Thank God I am not dependent on the seeds I sowed in the ground
If I weighed most of the new crops not too many would weigh a pound 
All springs are the same I buy so much seedlings with no fear of cost
Plant them too early and lose most of then to a sudden late frost

The purpose of spring is to dig and cultivate and then proceed
Then all through the hot summer season each day water thin and weed
You get so excited when you see buds come pushing into sight
Belying the fact that one day it could reach over eight foot height 
Owing to my failures with veggies sun flowers are my weak spot
But I also like the flowers that blossom inside in a pot

Tuesday, September 1, 2020

TheQuietRomance©2020TonyFallon0902

 

TheQuietRomance©2020TonyFallon0902


The first day I met you girl I knew you were unique
We were tentative and found it hard at first to speak
Because of sudden bravery I was not deterred
For our answers we both seemed to prefer just one word
To hold real long chats we were not up to the task
For you to be my steady I knew I'd have to ask 

It was not yet serious but still we carried on
With a beer I would sing but I am no Elton John
You said you loved my singing and became my big fan
Deep down you admitted a love for Duran Duran
I said that was not me I was not up to that task
If you wanted an Irish song you wouldn't have to ask.

Since I've met you I'm so happy I am elated 
We have lots in common so it's not complicated
We can't go dancing or swimming we are so confined
A distortion of nature and the laws of mankind
Because of the pandemic rules we both wear a mask 
Or else I'd hug and kiss you or would I have to ask?




Sunday, August 9, 2020

The birds©2020TonyFallon0802

 The birds©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

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

Monday, August 3, 2020

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