Been Bad! Writing Fiendishly Yet Not Typing Enough Here! Ouch! Four Cold-Ass-Bone-Biting Monrning Poems Of Thurs, 3/12th,'09/Day Before S. Africa Trip

     Here are my poems of this morning just less than an hour ago! I am sorry to have been so bad typing my " new " daily poems here and will have to try an make up for it towards the end of this month when I return from my first trip ever to Africa : this one going to South Africa to visit the wine country. Please be patient for I assure you I have lots more to type here and will do a marathon-typing of them at the end of this month to make up for this time in South Africa. Here are the poems of this really cold, windy, bright, sunny morning. Enjoy,  TONY

                                              I've Neg Eg

                                              Lige Gent Been

                                              Po Oem Oems

                                              Need Type Yes

                                              Into Onto Upon My

                                              Blog Many So Still

                                              To Be Re T+yes Cord

                                              Chord Ours Make By

                                              Into Type Our Pipe

                                              Words Of Frags Tho

                                              Hose Hoses Of Ments

                                              Frags Rag Tagged In

                                              My On Them Words Spin

                                              Like Swim Thru Words

                                              Tail Tale's Fin Funs

                                              Finds Binds No Bounds

                                              No Dar Dar Aries Just Spa

                                              Pa Ma La La Space(s)

                                              Ohh So Open

                                              Pry Merry Red Berries

                                              Quites Some Coms

                                              Some Traries Faeries ...

     #1  Le 12 Mars, 2009 Jeudi matin a 9:25 AM en Virginie en voiture on a sunny, hazy, blue-sky white , wispy lotza clouds, too cold ass brr morn!   TONY

                                              I Am Foun Con

                                              Yeah Nfou Ound

                                              Sound Ground Mounded

                                              I Start Write Word

                                              Ords For Orm And

                                              Me Fin Ind Eanings

                                              Me Me Mean Tame

                                              Taut Learned So

                                              Conne Onnec Ected

                                              Findings I Confound

                                              Astound I Prou Rou

                                              Oud-Pp-Pr Rant

                                              Rance Rinse I

                                              Wince Wink Work At

                                              Wonders Wanders

                                              Strat Ratch Head

                                              Uhh?!? Ponders I

                                              Mit Ad Add Mit Must

                                              How Some Gether-To-Too 

                                              Gether Fall Pla La Lace

                                              Fall Space In

                                              Onto ...

     #2  Le 12 Mars, 2009 Jeudi matin a 9:32 AM en voiture en Virginie on a bright, hazy, sunny blue-baby sky , lotta white clouds morn. Brr ass-cold bite morn!  Cheers,  TONY  It's 11:04 AM as I have just typed these first two poems here. I'll try and get the two others here later today.  

                           

                                              

               

Tonight's Two Poems Inspired By The Lower Shining Lip Of The Moon Friday, January 30th, 2009

Here are my Two Evening Poems inspired by the lower lip of the moon that glowed alive and bright and beautifully. Hope you like them : they took me pains to actually write in the dark. Cheers, TONY


I'm Going To Curv
Swirl My Lone
Itt Bit Self In
Con Yes Doze
'Tures Of Da Moon
I Like It's Arc
The Shape The
Curl Of The Moon It
Me Doth Does Now
Speak I Up In It
Kiss Biss Curl I
I'm Up Swirled
Pearled The 'Trasts
Of Con The Lip White
Golden Lips Bottom
Love It So To It
Kiss Glow Stow Wa Wa Way !

#1A le 30 Janvier , 2009 Vendredi soir a 8:24 PM en voiture apres mon travail.


I'm At Hip Glue
Glue Lipped Slipped
( Glue Cupped Supped ) - I could have written that, too?!?
The Arc The Curve
The Upward Swirve
Of Moon's Lower
Lip I To Its 'Tract Fast
Glued Smacked
Tracted Am Tracked
Love The Lip The Slip
I'm Pulled To Look
To Into Sud To
Find Reef - Pose
To Find A Cove
A Cave Of Dark
Arc Arkness Into Now
Silent Slip I
Slide Neat I Col Olap
Lapse Into Lull Ul Doze
Lulla Bye Bye Sigh Oh My !

#2A le 30 Janvier 2009 Vendredi soir a 8:28 PM en Virginie en voiture ... lighted move curved above in darkness , night ... hope you liked these two poems inspired by the sliver of moon I saw tonight as I drove home. It was the lower sliver of moon like a person's lower lip, glossed and shiny and glowing bright. Nice.

It's now 11:25 PM on Friday night at home in northern Virginia January 30th, 2009 as I type and post this blog of two poems.

On Poem #2 I have a problem : I'm not sure I wrote " Love Da Lip The Slip ( or is it Sup or something else? I can't be sure. Oh well ). TONY