The Garden of Eden©2019TonyFallon1024

The Garden of Eden©2019TonyFallon1024

The Garden of Eden was in a land far away
All the Two tenants had to do was worship and pray
There was Adam who was Irish his name was O'Shea
And then there was fair Miss Eve who was his fiancee
They could eat loads of fruit and did not have to repay
They could eat hearty meals and for dessert have soufle
God said if they behaved themselves they could forever stay
But they'd be out on their ass if they should not obey

So when Eve took an big apple off the sacred tree
It left God no othher choice but to go to Plan B

So God said to Adam there will be no more buffet
No free soup no free salad and no more free entree
After sinning they were told to be out of there by May
And since God was the Landlord there was no ten day stay
The lovely Garden of Eden has vanished they say
After the sinners eviction it went into decay
Not many people know God had a car to convey
Because it says in the bible he drove them away

Poem #685©2019TonyFallon1023

Poem #685©2019TonyFallon1023

Events have happened recently

And my thoughts are upside down

I am restrained by negativity

And I don’t know where to turn

I’m on my island all alone

The summer birds have flown

I’m like Napoleon stranded

My lifeboat has not landed

I always treat people decently

And you rarely see me frown

I’m usually full of creativity

I hope good ideas soon return

I’m on my island all alone

The summer birds have flown

I’m like Napoleon stranded

My lifeboat has not landed

Michael Beirne’s Prompt©2019TonyFallon1021

Michael Beirne’s Prompt©2019TonyFallon1021

I know Michael Beirne is educated and in his own right a poet

He gave me hints on a subject and subsequently I wrote

There’s a Bog in Ballybrick or so Michael Beirne claims

But you can’t trust Michael Beirne he may be up to his games

I know he’s a Roscommon man which led me to certain conclusions

He’s probably like myself often prone to exaggeration and illusions

From what I know about the bog it’s probably on the plains of Boyle

Two miles outside the town between Frank Beattie and Sean Doyle

He says there are hundreds of whin bushes more than meet demand

They are clearly out of control on the bog and on Sean Doyle’s land

Not many people would be copulating there in any form or fashion

And they certainly could not expect in there any masochistic passion

IntrovertsOrExtroverts©2019TonyFallon1017

IntrovertsOrExtroverts©2019TonyFallon1017

Introverts and extroverts have different personality
On the best of days there is so much individuality
One wants to go out at night and party the other stay at home
One is happy by a homey fireside the other wants to roam
The introvert can read and be totally rejuvenated
But ask them to listen to tedium they become frustrated
The extrovert wants to be the life of the party and excel
And if things are going too quiet he might just want to raise hell
He'll throw his energy into the party with vim and vigor
He will want the party on the floor to get bigger and bigger
Either one can be smart as a whippet yet easily annoyed
And potentially great relationship are easily destroyed
The introvert will let the other enjoy when they run out gas
But if you should ever cheat them you will be thrown out on your ass
They frequently are artistic types but rarely egotistic
If they should be a woman you better not be chauvinistic
They are worried about the future yet are rooted in the past
And often worry about the filth and garbage we have amassed
'Tis often said they are not people people which of course is rubbish
Their brain is so fast analyzing yours would be deemed as sluggish
All my friends say I'm an extrovert and I'm new to this debate
But I met the most interesting introvert on a spring date

The 73rdAngel ©TonyFallon1015

The 73rdAngel ©TonyFallon1015

In a day for all of the angels there's just seventy two
I checked the list over twice that can't really be true
Three special angels are given twenty minutes of each hour
And in those twenty minutes they have angelic power
I checked once more all those seventy two names on the list
I shouted up to heaven “there is someone you have missed”
For there is one human angel residing on our street
The one of a kind angel I had always hoped to meet
People who heard me shouting must have thought I was insane
Because I was shouting up to God "you forgot about Jane"

The warm Hand©2019TonyFallon1014

The warm Hand©2019TonyFallon1014

I want to hold a warm hand
And I want it to be yours
If the holding is unplanned
I will know our love endures

Sometimes a touch can surprise
When it is not expected
With real love in your eyes
The same in mine reflected

So long I've waited for you
But it was worth that long wait
Because your love is so true
As we blend we conjugate

You©2019TonyFallon1005

You©2019TonyFallon1005


Since I met you one day months ago

I can’t sleep at night

I’m afraid if I fall asleep

You might just take flight



I’d been waiting your appearance

You are as fresh as a daisy

If I let you get away

I’d be downright crazy



I bet when your friends gather

Your thoughts are so prolific

Your bubbly smile a magnet

Your analysis so terrific