Tuesday, May 17, 2022

FathersPills2022TonyFallon0517

 FathersPills2022TonyFallon0517


The roses are blooming on the gable while our love dies

Two years ago, our love was full blooming how time flies

As we drifted away from friends they were often amused

Now they are asking what happened and they are all confused


They said I was the stronger and you the maiden fair

The chosen couple of the group a very loving pair

You were the new artist and painted fields and flowers

And we ran and splashed barefooted through summer showers


Your parents never worried for us and neither did mine

There were clouds on the horizon not all just sunshine

you somehow lost interest as if you no longer cared

As if the love we once had was being rather spared


Things were no longer the same so alone I often mused

Without an answer from you I was often confused

Then a date with you was cancelled when at nine you phoned

We found you later alone on a bench and you were stoned


You said your older brother gave you your fathers old pills

That he had taken one or two and they gave him thrills

You were so far gone to the hospital you were rushed

And so full of pain killers your stomach had to be flushed


You admitted you had been popping daily for weeks

Which probably accounted for your valleys and peaks

All this drama and deceit has left my heart deflated

And any promises I made are all now vacated


MiddleOfTheRoad2022TonyFallon0517

 MiddleOfTheRoad2022TonyFallon0517


Politically I'm in the middle of the road

And far too many people know it

I could be run over by left or right

Without sympathy fom black or white

So there are many with whom I agree

But definitely not Trump or AOC

Today such thinking is not allowed

You must belong to just one crowd


I don't consider I'm on the liberal line

Being conservative is hard to define

I make decisions as incidents arise

Which often leads to some harsh criticize

This often leads to criticism of my brain

And many of my acquaintances complain


Even today in today's religion

There is far too much division

Pastors living the life of a king

Less interested in your soul than bling

Accumulating great wealth tax free

With at best a questionable degree

The invisible line is no longer straight

Dividing the Church from the State

Church supported politicians is unwise

Can lead to a nations demise


No lesson learned at Watergate

We have harder hearts much more hate

Some take pride in illegal leaks

So what if the opposite squeaks?

If you get away it's no crime

May even be treated as sublime

i believe in warming but not polluting

I disagree with shooting and looting


Too many Karens are irate

No down time for honest debate

You may rant and think you have beaten

A wise person who thinks you are a cretin

You can't convince a person against their will

They will be of the same opinion still


Tuesday, May 3, 2022

Liberty?©️2022TonyFallon0503

 Liberty?©️2022TonyFallon0503


I shall get from our bed and depart

And leave you here with a broken heart

You said the now lonely heart is thine

If that be the truth then so is mine.

Our time together was short and sweet

Maybe we shall never again meet


For if I'm caught I'll go to prison

For sins against the crown of Britain

Oh woe is me for my rebel traits

For in Ulster now the hangman waits

I must travel to Madrid or Rome

And make the continent my new home


Maybe I will fight for a crusade

Or sign up with an Irish brigade

Maybe sail to where Columbus found

Where never has a new king been crowned

Where gold is plenty and land is free

I'd be unknown and have liberty


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Friday, April 29, 2022

UkrainNoGain©️2022TonyFallon0429

 UkrainNoGain©️2022TonyFallon0429 


Putin told the soldiers keep the tanks in line

In twenty days Ukraine will be yours and mine

He did not tell them they were marching to death

Many were inhaling their last Russian breath


They did not know the brave defiance they faced

And that the forward steps might not be retraced

It is hard to go forward if you are mired

No matter how big the trophy you aspired


Even the elderly practice resistance

Your presence threatens their mortal existence

Bigger or better you are still surrounded

Your big tanks and  guns are pounded and grounded


From the tsars to present a critical flaw

The urge for old Russians borders to redraw

Tyrants in real time waving stars and plough

The red blood staining of another springs snow


While the world worries about atomic clouds

Ukrainians wind up in mass graves in shrouds

Because of this old tyrant who is so vexed

The free world wondering if they will be next


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Tuesday, April 26, 2022

FloridaShore©️2022TonyFallon0426

 FloridaShore©️2022TonyFallon0426


I dream of you nightly with us hand in hand

Walking in Florida's everlasting sand

Where the ocean and sky seem to be merging

And twice a day the tide is once more surging

Where the sun is always shining on the brine

In my dream in this paradise you are mine

As we wander idly I often look back

To see where we just walked making a new track

Will our friendship last is one of my concerns

Footprints will vanish when the ocean returns

There's fish in the sea but crocks in the lagoon

To stay home is okay on an afternoon

But dreams are only dreams with silver lining

And in those dreams the sun is always shining

I don't know your feelings or your resistance

Or if new love can bloom at this great distance

In the storm will we be Palms and only sway

And live to love as one for another day

I want to hold you there is no denying

Love is in the air nature is not lying


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Monday, April 25, 2022

NoGuinness©️2022TonyFallon0425

 NoGuinness©️2022TonyFallon0425


I was given Guinness at eight years which was unlawful

I did not drink the whole glass because it tasted awful

From that day on I never drank any more black porter

Even when I worked as an adult with bricks and mortar


My mother would encourage me to have a glass of wine

Especially if my girl friend and I went out to dine

Her own favorite glass of liquid was Sandyman port

In the parlor breakfront she always had an extra quart


Often after football while other players drank brandy

I would quench my thirst with plain water and a mixed shandy

With so little beer in the mix I don't think that it counts

And I certainly was not drinking it in large amounts


On the jet plane to The Big Apple to myself I swore

That I was finished with alcohol and I'd drink no more

There would be no more whisky no more wine or any beer

So for more than fifty years now I've been a Pioneer


So when I see police flashing lights never am I scared

I haven't been drinking alcohol so I am not impaired

Now when the trooper stops me I don't have to walk the line

Or have to go to court and face a suspension and fine


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Thursday, April 21, 2022

AngelSaints©️2022TonyFallon0421

 AngelSaints©️2022TonyFallon0421


When I grew up there were many prayers for blessings and hope

And collection plates for local priests the bishop and the Pope

I did not believe in angels I did not believe in saints

I prayed often to them both but they never fixed my complaints

I lead a clean life I'm not often accused of mortal sin

But every night I am down on my knees praying once agin'

I often remember praying nightly on cold hard cement

We'd never miss a single night in the forty days of lent

To the many saints of Ireland prayers would be devoted

The evil works of the devil would also be denoted

You'd think after all these years prayers would have been analyzed

And I'd have earned heaven as I had prayed since being baptized

One could pray forever without entrance to the heaven's guild

Or without being informed your quota was already filled

But then I met you and you have the gall and audacity

To overload my heart and brain far beyond capacity

The holy ones up above have now recently responded

With the formal heaven's blessing our hearts and souls are bonded

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