Friday Morn On A Gary, White Cloudy - Bit Dreary Day In Virginia I Wrote Four Poems Before Getting To Work : March 6th, 2009

Here are my four Morning Poems Before I arrived at work this morning, Friday, March 6th, 2009. It's now 11:55 PM as I begin to type these poems here for you all to enjoy : just under the wire of this day : phew ! Hope you like them. Cheers, TONY


The Line Till Dead
The Bod Be Must Fed
The Blood Quick Sped!
The Tales Done Said
The Tas As Ask To Dey
Demme Re Yeah 'Cord
Sword Swear Pair
Tales Of Love Valor
Tales Record Oth
Hers His Their Late
Ater Theater Tell
Our Lives Learned
Unlearned Late Bet
Etter Not Than To Live
Free Be We Us Meant
Us As Is As Was Should
Yes Busy Bees Barking Buzz
Uz Uzzing Round Hap Ap Appily ...

#1 Le 6 Mars 2009 a 9:35 AM en voiture en Virginie on a bit more gray , cloudy, milk-white dishwater color, warmer morn in the 40's. TONY


To Record To Not
Recoil To Not Spoil
To Over Under Round Foils
To The Pa Ma Atient
Go Demme Deeze Geeze
Spoy Poi Oils In Yes
Mir - Cence Scents
Sent Lent Us We To
Joyce Joice Gel Mel
Voice Oices Ours In
Pra Ra Raise Craze
Our Lots Our Lay
Ay Aye Ayers - L-LLa
Late Not Too Us To
Torn Born Bur Urst
Cry Thir Hirst We
Up Down Swal Eat
Allow Life Who Ho Hole
Whole Oley Mo Mo
Oley ...

#2 Le 6 Mars, 2009 Friday morning at 9:41 AM en voiture en Virginie on a gray, cloudy white warmer less bright, clear morn ... TONY


The Cour Ra Ra Ra
Age Come Of 'Oming
To Mat To Ture
To Youn Oung Sta
Ra Stay To Get
Jig Igg Iggy Young
With On Way Why
Cry Sigh Be Ba Ba Ad
Not Sad Not Mad
Best Yeah Glad Be !
To Try To Fry To
Touch Kiss Lick Sky
To Poke Dah Flesh
To Hold Cup Her Brea
East West Know You
Sure Urely Da Rest ?!
I'm Out 'Bout On Route
My Nose My Snout I'm
Rarin' Ragin' Raggin' Rich
Ideas Passion In Ate Mate
My Fa Fa Fate ...

#3 Le 6 Mars, 2009 at 9:48 Am en voiture en Virginie on agray, white cloudy bit dreary yet much warmer morn, no sunshine ... TONY


I'm REad Eading
Lines Life Between
Lookin' For Gree Ree
Green Paths Pasts
Ast Astures Cows
Bla Bah Bah Shee
Black Heeps-Sh-Sh
Cows Slow Creeps
The Trans Of Quils
My Pens Marks
Lines Blacks Of
Old Stores Tories
Tales Untold I
Be Yeah So Braze
Azen Bold So To
Demme Want Out
Stretch Hands To Sketch
To Out Onto Pap Aper Flesh
Flame Words Mine Of
Old Some Too ...
Tell, Sit Spell ...

#4 Le 6 Mars, 2009 Vendredi matin en Virginie en voiture a 9:53 AM on a gray, sleepy, warmer yet not as cheery morn.... Hope you liked these four Morning Poems of mine from yesterday as it is now Saturday at 12>23 AM here at home in northern Virginia on March 7th, 2009. Cheers, TONY