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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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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