Poems Inspired By Sylvia Franco & Her Family's Proseccos : NINO FRANCO, Valdobbiadene, Veneto, Italy Wed. Feb. 11th, 2009

Here are some of the poems I wrote this morning, Friday, February 13th, 2009. Enjoy, TONY


Syl Ylvi Ylvia
Fran Of Nin Ino
Pro Are We For
Sec Econds Of
Prosecco Plea
Lease Lend Me
Me Let Drink Of
Nino's Valds
Those Bub Ub Ubbles
From Dob Blahhh
Dobb So Bladen
Yes Bladene To
Max Via's-Syl
Chill Not Any Spill
Til Ilt Gla Lass You
Down Hat At You
Hatch Yours More
Dat Rust Ust Us Ti
Co Tico Tic Tock
My Tongue Bubbles
Sock It Me To With
Sylvia's Fran Ran Run
Franco Secco Pro ...

#2 le 13 Fevrier, 2009 Vendredi matin a 9:41 AM en Virginie en voiture on a bright, baby blue sky now, warmer yet with sharp winds quite cold!

Sylvia Ven Veni
Vene Eneto Her
Fam Am Pros Of
Ose Osecc Secco
Now Liquid Bubs
Ubs Ubbles Many
Pro Cham Hamps
Gramps Dat Nino
Mot Mots In Liq
Form Iquids Set
Forth Storm Like
Blue Liquid White
Skies Over Pal
Alat Tong Alates
Ongues Ours Their
Prosecco Syl Ylv
Ylvia Now Gen Yes
Ener Rah Rah Ration
New Comes Us Visit
D.C. Days Two Ago Go
Go Go !
Poured Us Lots Her
Prosecco ...

#3 le 13 Fevrier, 2009 Vendredi matin en Virginie en voiture on a sunny, bright, very windy morning ... sun on my hands now as I write.

Pros Seccos Soft

Sylv's Seccos

Her Fams Hers

Gents Lads Ladies

Smooth Touches

Liquids Forms To

Tongues Cheeks Ours

Touch Car Yes Ours

Caress With Nino's

Bub Ub Bubbles

Bigger Few Whew!

Fewer To Over Out

Fan Our Palates

Cajole Kiss Our

Mouths Inside From

To Eyes Ours Make Spark

Arc Of Arking

Franco's Vias

Of Syls, Too ...

#5 le 13 Fevrier, 2009 Vendredi matin a 10:00 AM in the parking lot outside Cleveland Park Wines & Spirits before work this morning! On a very windy, cold, breezy bright sunshine blue skies, lovely cheery morn! TONY


Here is the first poem I wrote today inspired by the weather.


The Clou Loud Louds
Rol Olling In Be
They Win Ind Pus
Pushed Wind Clouds
The Sun Blue Clear
Bab Skies Aby
Blue By Gray Thic
Hick Clouds Place
Take Reap Not Repl
Place Winds Sweep
Swep Wept Push
Kept Time Keep
Eeping Be Beep
Beeping Wind Pushed
Reeping The Skies
Hov Above Hover
Ground Over Cover
I Like Babies Blues
I Like The View
From Car My Pew Mine
The Space Grace Me
Good My Gracious Like
It Lot Not Quit Bit Every
I Like Space Ohhh
Op Open

#1 le 13 Fevrier, 2009 Vendredi matin a 9:54 AM en Virginie en voiture on a windy, breezy, cold is coming -still sunny, blue skies now soon replaced by gray heavy clouds... ( it's now Friday evening at home as I type these poems here # !, #2, #3 and it's 10:07 PM and it looks like the gray clouds pushed on through our area today leaving us with the white clouds. Nice ). Cheers, TONY