Dan'l~isms Talking Baseball - By Dan'l MclLhenny 

The old baseball spot is all but forgot 

Overgrown in sunflower bloom 

Thanks to the players who spat a lot 

On the field they used to groom 

  

Down in the count…ahead or behind 

One pitcher, one batter 

Both seeking answers for what’s on their mind 

Heaven forbid if the Ump should go blind 

Or the ball unravels and travels amiss 

Cause the kiss of termites bore through the tools 

That hanker to settle the matter with swat 

In one ship and two Ruthless bands of fools 

  

Ready the boys for October then 

The hitters, the swingers - those gentlemen 

The uniformed diamond dandy few 

Who catch and throw and stare into the blue getting paid to play for you!

Folks Say the Alabama Moon - By Dan'l MclLhenny 

Folks say the Alabama Moon 

Loves to hug these Tuscaloosa trees 

You got to see it . . . to believe it 

A glow rests within the branches 

Before it lifts to bright the sky 

Any kind of Southern night 

Likes to dance beneath the spotlight 

As though this beam that’s streaming down 

Lights softly on our ground dressing up all Earthly things around 

Just long enough to leave a silver screen impression 

 Showing magic of the moment from some distant lunar sphere 

Owl voices asking – ‘who goes there!’ 

Dogs howl, but who knows why?   

Perhaps, they’re singing with the crickets 

 Or scared of fleeting firefly’s 

Folks say the Alabama Moon 

Loves to hug these Tuscaloosa trees 

You got to see it . . . to believe it 

A glow rests within the branches 

Before it lifts to bright the sky

As Dinner Comes, As Dinner Goes - By Dan'l MclLhenny 

As dinner comes, as dinner goes 

There’s a space in between 

Where pleasantry streams 

Sharing tidbits with slices of life 

At every place setting 

Sits . . . the spoon, the fork, the knife 

Fine implements close on hand 

Beautiful plates of wonderful food 

One can taste through affectionate eyes 

And - water flows freely, the liquid, elixir DeVine 

Beside the Host select, favorite wine 

The sips, the chews, the laughs, the sighs 

The tears of joy and on-point replies 

Friends together again 

Baked and napkin tucked 

Dinner comes, lingers awhile 

Like smiles and surprises just do 

Then dinner bows and hugs goodbye . . . adieu

Angel Networks - By Dan'l MclLhenny 

Angels in leather, Angels in lace 

Wings and motors navigate winds 

Always headed in earnest somewhere for life’s an exciting race 

Chasing and gracing their lofty ideals 

At home in the air or upon spinning wheels 

Teddy Bears, Tattoos, Stories n Scars 

Belonging and longing to fit in as kin 

Not all blemishes reside in roughed skin 

Sure, as an apple seems destined for fall 

Pickers sort out the good from bad 

Glad for the work, the fruit, and the trees 

Carefully handled from field to stand 

By the lug, the crate, or the sack 

Labeled, Logoed, and Liberated 

Whether their heroes or villains 

Most often just misunderstood 

Gang’s verses Clubs opposite Chains verses Hugs 

Like flipping a coin neath the sun 

Angels of leather, Angels of lace…faces with destinies 

Unsolved Mysteries Galore - By Dan'l MclLhenny 

Forget about waxing friends, 
Set aside all waning too 
Be ready for the moment 
September 10th’s…the Harvest Moon 
Switched-on fully bright above us 
One spotlight floods our Earth night sky 
Like a Silver Screen, black and white 
You know those old-time, drive-in shows 
Leaving twelve days before the Equinox 
You feel some soothing cooler air 
When Autumn’s change comes calling 
Apples pouring in from orchards 
And Summer dances her fancy days to dust 
September 10th’s…the Harvest Moon 
A hint of something farmer’s trust

September 10th... the Harvest Moon - By Dan'l MclLhenny 

Forget about waxing friends, 

Set aside all waning too 

Be ready for the moment 

September 10th’s…the Harvest Moon 

Switched-on fully bright above us 

One spotlight floods our Earth night sky 

Like a Silver Screen, black and white 

You know those old-time, drive-in shows 

Leaving twelve days before the Equinox 

You feel some soothing cooler air 

When Autumn’s change comes calling 

Apples pouring in from orchards 

And Summer dances her fancy days to dust 

September 10th’s…the Harvest Moon 

A hint of something farmer’s trust

Fall in Love with America's Countryside - By Dan'l MclLhenny 

Ain’t nothin’ in this world like hittin’ the road . . . travelin’ 

Miles unravelin’ under your feet 

While you’re hoofin’ it, for a bite to eat 

But the real cool deal is sittin’ behind the wheel 

Forever movin’ ahead…then, findin’ a place fit for your weary head 

‘Cuz deep sleep is a transforming treat 

Before, startin’ all over again! 

  

Sprinkle the day with copious rays of sunshine 

Let the clouds have a good time horsing around in the sky 

Consider yourself the luckiest guy 

Who ever earned a license to drive 

And… fall in love with America’s countryside 

  

Walter Mitty, Conway Twitty, Charles Kuralt - “On the Road” 

 All gave it a mighty run - they chis-crossed long before 

Christopher Cross ever sung his beautiful “Sailing” Song! 

  

Sprinkle the day with copious rays of sunshine 

Let the clouds have a good time horsing around in the sky 

Consider yourself the luckiest kid 

Whoever earned a license to drive 

And . . . fall in love with America’s countryside

All Gussied Up - By Dan'l MclLhenny 

Hey girl, there’s somethin’ ‘bout…Natural beauty 

Start your heart, let it out…Natural beauty 

You don’t have to get all gussied up 

No, no, no. no, no, no, no, no! 

You don’t have to get all gussied up 

You don’t have to get all gussied up 

‘Cuz I love you Darlin’ just the way you are and that’s - natural! 

  

Folks say there’s nothin’ wrong 

With the money machine…tellin’ you what to wear 

The shoes to choose, the prints, the hues, and how not to lose if you dare 

You know, you own - the final say in this – to dismiss, resist, or just…agree, 

Stand and deliver your chemistry ~ who you hug and who you kiss 

  

Oh yes, there’s somethin’ ‘bout…Natural beauty 

Start your heart, let it out…Natural beauty 

You don’t have to get all gussied up 

No, no, no. no, no, no, no, no! 

You don’t have to get all gussied up 

You don’t have to get all gussied up 

‘Cuz we love you Darlin’ just the way you are and that’s - natural!

Velvet Meet Satin - By Dan'l MclLhenny 

Thread count, eye appeal 

Feel, fragrance, color…show off 

As senses go wild 

Two dozen roses 

Ferried home - finding vases 

And glorious drink 

Nature strolls inside 

Something new resides a while 

Pleasing more than verses 

Like honored guests do 

Seated for their point of view 

And rare distinction 

Burgundy pedals 

Magnificent white - beneath 

A striking couplet 

Breathtaking blooms 

Open, enlarge – still, delight 

In evolving pose 

RSVP – Yes! 

We chose…them, mind etching so 

Velvet meet Satin

My ’53 Belair ~ Coupe Du Jour - By Dan'l MclLhenny 

Kept it stock for the shock of what used be 

Mid-century Michigan technology 

My ’53 Belair ~ Coupe du jour 

Is hidden behind the scenes 

Like my first pair of holey blue jeans 

  

There’s nonthin’ as great as a short block V8 

Purrs like perfection outta the gate 

My ’53 Belair Coupe du jour 

The prize of the hood she’s lookin’ good 

As spiffy as spiffy should 

  

I thank my Pappy for passin’ her down 

She still draws attention all over town 

This doll’s a contender straight as they come 

With whitewalls and moon caps and then some 

And…show after show we blush as she scores 

This Beauty by Fisher two door     

  

  

Ease down your windows and watch as she rolls 

Look at that dash and those handsome controls 

My ’53 Belair Coupe du jour 

From buttercream top down to metallic green skin 

Shiny as ever while we take a spin 

  

ACDelco if you’re listenin’- 

GM is holding the line 

 Ready to order the best from you 

The rest of assembly’s fine! 

  

I thank my Pappy for passin’ her down 

She still draws attention all over town 

This doll’s a contender straight as they come 

With whitewalls and moon caps and then some 

And…show after show we blush as she scores 

This Beauty by Fisher two door     

  

I thank my Pappy for passin’ her down 

She still draws attention all over town 

This doll’s a contender straight as they come 

With whitewalls and moon caps and then some 

And…show after show we blush as she scores 

This Beauty by Fisher two door