Here are my Morning Poems that I wrote before going to South Africa with Joh Morrison. I wrote these on Tuesday March 10th ot eleventh : I believe the eleventh, 2009. Enjoy, TONY
Back For Or Orth
We At Weat Eat
Eather Goes Weather
Whether Warm Cold ?!
Day Now Co Co Col Old
Seems Me Cold Now
Brr Way Far It There!
Plea Leas Ease Us?
Our Bones Are Brit
Rit Writ Rite Right
Cold Sir M'Arme M'Aam
Cold Aft Yest Yes
Day Last Was Warm So
How It Do All Blow
Bad Blow! Old Crow!!
Need Some It Of
Bon Bon Liq Gold Quid
Bourrb Up Us Serve
Now Some Bourbon So
We Can Kaw Can Crow
Warb Arb Arble Gold
Stave Cold Off !!
#1 Le 10-11 Mars( March ) 2009 en Virginie en voiture on a gray, dreary-bleary, cold-ass , brr morn! No like it one bit !! TONY
Drear Rear Eary
Bleary Brash Crash
Agh Drag Cold Bite
Iting Skin Me Mine Morn!
I'm Dig Igling In
Now It Not All At
Digging! Dash It All !
No Fun No Ball No
It For Us Not Call
The Jon The Quils Those
Yellows Pure Light
Our Man Woman Child
Suns Lots Small On
Earth Ours To Us Che
Here Cheer Now As
Clouds Do Sun Block Light
Under Cover Be We
In Need Much Warm Arms
Spark Us From Dark
Dank Cranks !
#2 Le 10-11 Avril, 2009 Mardi matin a 10:10 AM en voiture en Virginie on a dreary, gray, really skin-biting cold morn! TONY
A De Dea Eath
Past Week Death Of
Ved Wife His In
Ind Di Dia Dia Sad
Dias Now More Sad
The Cause To Not Us
Now Know Known Yet
In Dark Moments
Now Ours Live We
Mise Yes Sera
Todos Tous All Serab
Rab Ab Gag Serables
Us All Now We As
Wait News For Of
Such Tra Such Ragi
Ragic Death Of One
Like Us We Liked She
Yes Was Nice Was Soul
Kind Us To Was She On Visi
Sits Talks Mom Yes
Moments Store In ...
#3 Le 10-11 Avril, 2009 Mardi matin a 10:17 AM en voiture en Virginie on a dreadful. cold, brr , biting, bitter stabbing morn ... TONY
Lost Us To Us Too
Some Yes One
Spe Pecia Pecial
Store Ours Special
Nice She Ways All
Was To Us Special
Smile Miled At Us
Words Most Kind
Hers Soft Gent Ent
Entle Spoke Pok
Oken Not Token
Ta Taken Well Warm
Spell Us For She
Her Clothes Flow Trail
Ailed Flowed Colors
Bright To Us Lif Ift
The " Ness " Hers Of Gentle
Womanly Indi Dia Gentle
Indian Charm Ma Fem Man
" In " All- Bout Kind
Yes Ness ... Hers Alone ...
#4 Le 10-11 Mars, 2009 Mardi matin a 10:25 AM en Virginie en voiture on a dreary, cold, bad, brr , cold -touch- bones -mine morn! I hope you liked these four. I typed them just now, Sunday evening at home in Virginia on a day that's been in the high eighties and very warm, at 11:35 PM, April 26th, 2009. What a contrast six weeks makes! Cheers, TONY
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Saturday, March 28, 2009
Poems Writtten While In South Africa, Staying At B & B Whistling Pines & Anticipating My Visit At Both DE MEYE And CAMBERLEY Vineyards , 3/18/09
Here are two poems I wrote while in South Africa on March 18th, 2009. Hope you enjoy them. TONY
There Time No No No
Now Like Time Is There
Cert Not No Now
Be Time It My Mine
I Bor I Row I
Let Time Me Mind
Through Now He He He
Ha Ha Hap Ap Appy
Be I Now Here Be
South I Cape Afri
Fri Fric Ric Ic Ic Ca Ca
Here Tow Own I
Just Live Mom Omen
Oments Now Here Whist
Hist Ostling Pines I Pine
For De Camb De
Me Meye Main Amber
Amberley Come Soon To
Stel Tel Telen Elen Bo
Bo Bosch Toss I Be Soon
Lost To Won Onder ( S ) Of
Diz Re Reg Egion Legions Of Wines
Past Now Pre My Present
My Time Now ...
#1 18 Mars, 2009 en Sud Afrique avec John Morrison, here in Whistling Pines , South Africa, Cape Town. These poems were in part inspired by my going/driving off with John Morrison ( my excellent Boutique Vineyards' tour guide ) and leaving my B & B called Whistling Pines in Cape Town off to Stellenbosch to the vineyards of DE MEYE and CAMBERLEY. I was anticipating the joy I would have which was so much greater in reality once fully fleshed-out!
My Time Be Now In
Cape Ape Be I Aping
Gaping Fill Yes My Gaps
The Wines Food Oods
Locales Me Dey Do
Sap Slap I Rel I
Elish Em Bit Bellish
Heavenly Hellish I Do
Find Succour I Do
Find Self Bind My
Tell Store Tory Tories
" X " " Y " Splore Plore
Lore Loaries Lories ...
New Yeah All Be So
Bind Spe Pell Mell Spell
Oui Binding Grind Grin
Butt Hinding Heart Find
Inding Minding I Be In
Earth My Heav Eaven
Find Self Find Piece
Me Of On Peace Earth
Spelling Spell Told So All
All Told ...
#2 Le 18 Mars, 2009 In Cape Town at the B & B Whistling Pines looking at at the gorgeous view of Cape Town and all the area around it on a cool but sunny morning waiting for John Morrison of Boutique Vineyards Imports to take me into the wine country where I would indeed see baboons, wild in the hills there just off the roads that we would eventually drive through and spot. I have posted some of those photos already at : chatwine.blogspot.com if you want to see them. Cheers, TONY ( It's now March 29th, 2009 here at home in northern Virginia, at 10:00 A.M. as I proof this and post it ).
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Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Cold Biting Cold Morning Creates/Molds Poems Of Endurance & Sad Death That Stopped For Someone We Knew / I Knew - Sad / Tues. AM March 10th, 2009
Here are the Four Morning Poems That I Composed this morning before work on Tuesday AM , March 10th, 2009. Hope you like them or can relate to them. TONY
A De Dea Eath
Past Week Death Of
Ved Wife His In
Ind Di Dia Dia Sad
Dias Now More Sad
The Cause To Not Us
Now Know Known Yet
In Dark Moments
Now Ours Live We
Mise Yes Sera
Todos Tous All Serab
Rab Ab Gag Serables
Us All Now We As
Wait News For Of
Such Tra Such Ragi
Ragic Death Of One
Like Us We Liked She
Yes Was Nice Was Soul
Kind Us To Was She
Mom Yes Monents Store In ...
#3 Le 10 Mras, 2009 , Mardi matin en Virginie en voiture on a dreadful cold brr... biting bitter stabbing morn .... TONY
Lost Us To Us Too
Some Yes One
Spe Pecia Pecial
Store Ours Special
Nice She Was All
Was To Us Special
Smile Miled At Us
Words Most Kind
Hers Soft Gent Ent
Entle Spoke Pok
Oken Not Token
Ta Taken Well Warm
Spell Us For She
Her Clothes Flow Trail
Ailed Flowed Colors
Bright To Us Lif Ift
Up I Liked The Smile
The " Ness " Of Gentle
Womanly Indi Dia Gentle
Indian Charm Ma Fem
Ma " In " All-'Bout
Kind Yes Ness Hers
Alone ...
#4 Le 10 Mras, 2009 Mardi matin a Washington D.C. Rock creek Parkway, a 10:25 AM en voiture on a dreary, cold , bold, bad , brr cold-touch-bones-mine morn!!! I don't like it, don't warm much to it. Oh well, the warmth will come again soon enough. Cheers, TONY
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