Here are my 4 Saturday Morning Poems that I wrote before work on August 21st, 2010. Hope that you enjoy them, cheers, TONY
I'm Writ To Rite To
Spring To Sum Sum Um
Hum Hummer Feel Draw
String Strung So Much
Fun So Much Acts Of
Actions Auctioned Off
Bid Hi Hire High Igh
Ighest Idder-Bi-Bid
I Bid Hello Adieu
I Fare Fairly Bid Bid
Time Mine Now To Find
Fan Be Fanned By Flame
Claim Claims Of Clamour
Lamour Amoured A
Trial A Straw Strewn
Sworn Sporn To Spit Pit
Spat Be On Spot Spotted
Spackled Strip Strip
Be Striped Riped Wrapt
Sun Spack Spackling Spac
Sparkling Park Side To My
This Stark Starred Nights
Lights Faint Contrasts As
Stormed Starved Starked
Stemmd Steemed Days
Nights Taste In Weather
Hot So Mug Ugh Ughly ...
#1 Le 21 Aout, 2010 Samedi matine en Virginie en voiture a 10:48 AM on a hot, humid, sticky, bit icky summer's morn , hazy, milky white skies ... TONY
The Star Dar Arc Of
Trist Trast Wrast Wripe
Swipe Card Then Scissor
It Up Apart A Pert
Pith Width Tigh Some
Disc Not Com Not
Fort Forth Firm Frisk
Frask Frigid Fright
Skin Fried Flown
Blown Blurt Blast
Gnast Tee Eeth Torn
Teared Streaks Of
Stains Starts Eyes
Stray Yes Times All
Strained Framed A
New Glas Glow To Onto
Others Sights Sighs Be
Them For All Us Be
Bestowed In As Store
-Un Stormed Sin A
Sin A Fill A Full A Flas
Lash Flared Naired
Nosts Osts Ostrils Trill
Trial Task Tar Spark
Baske
Be So Mighty Morph
#2 Le 21 Aout, 2010 Samedi matin en voiture en Virginie avant de commencer mon travail a 10"56 AM on a sticky, humid, hot, hazy, chilly white , cloudy, no blue skies now summer's morn. TONY
To Be On Spot Spotted
Sporn Sea Seen Scene
New Sun Screen Ba Ba
Barbe Arber Whisks
White Specks Age Speak
They Of X Y Z Periens
N Daught Day Mom Hers
Mat Now Moute New Mats
Spreads Springs Beds Bunks
Place Hers Weekend This
To Finally Her Apartment
Own Room Girl With Sleeps
Have Space Hers Her
Own Very So Now The
Work Be So Gun Not Yet
Done I Must Help Tom
So Morrow So Work At
Hers Stuffs Things Get
Them To Her New Digs
Her Space New They Be
Moved Morrow To Tom
Pat At Atrick Help Us
Dors An Orsey A Peops
Muscle He Give Hands
His To Us To Daughter
Move Tomor Or Orrow
To Digs New
#3 Le 21 Aout, 2010 Samedi matin en voiture en Virginie a 11:04 AM on a sticky, icky, hot, humid, hazy, whitened-skies summer's morn. TONY
To Be On Track Not
Be De Not Tracted
Hi! Yes Full Yeah
Supreme Extracted
Knack Knock Nick
Lace Lice Mike Mick
A Time Of 'Trasts Of
Many Things Live Sides
Sides By In Harmons
Many Things Good Not
Bad Not Be A Free
A Done Domaine Doms
Dames Mates Un Moth
Let Out To Play Here
Yes To Stay To Strip
The Stars On Them
Aught Ught Lace
Place Arms Feet Face
Farm The Ferns The
Forms The Frogs Croak Be
Loud Spoke A Mate A
Sign A Sight Sigh Sound
The Frant The Fraught
The
Form The Fresh Flame
A Lane A Light A Lant
Too
#4 le 21 Aout, 2010 Samedi matin en voiture a Washington D.C. a 11:13 AM on a hot, sticky, icky, humid, white skies, no blue no-sunshine now, summer's morn... TONY
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