Here are my six morning Poems that I wrote earlier today ( it's now 11:12 PM on ), Wednesday August 26th, 2009 both while in Virginia and then later in Washington D.C. before my work. I hope you like them. They are inspired by my humble belief after almost thirty years that the wine grape has in some cases become secondary and almost obsolete in the taste of the wine. It has been sacrificed, chopped away at, narrowed, pushed away, off to the side, off the stage so to speak. Now it picks itself up off the floor and shakes away the dust and wonders to itself what just happened?!? Did it say or do something that it was not supposed to? When did the rules change? And how come there was no notice before they changed?!?
Where's The Gra
Ra Rah Rape-Gr-
Grrr Gnash
Gaw Awleee
Grape Rape Pill !
Fill Much Too Of
Fill Up To Gill
Throat Filler
Full Fed Up Up Up
No More Raw Gra
Rah Rah Rape Fo
Fou Oul Fowl Fold
Bad New Mold
Let's Back Get To
Taste Pure Raw Grape ...
#1 Le 26 Aout, 2009 Mercredi matin a 10:32 AM en voiture en Virginie on a hot, hazy, sunny summer's morn ... TONY
Grape Give Back Us
Taste Grape As
Grape No Not Mask
Not Masq Asqua
She Rade Sharade
Just Shades Of Real
Y'Aah Pure Clear
Clean Gra Rah
Tap Into Grape Yeah
Scape Escape Traypse
Rays Of Rapse To
Elapse Gra Ra Rasp
The Flaves The Tastes
The Suggests Doze
Uggestions Of Grapes
Into Firm Ferms Men Women
Mented Demented Save
Real Wine Grapes
#2 Le 26 Aout, 2009 Mercredi matin a 10:38 AM en Virginie en voiture on a bright, hazy sunny hot summer's morn ... TONY
I'm Irrate Not
Elate Too Just Time
On/Late/Fate Great
Grate? Ratate
Atated Slay Slate
Late Ate Be Gnaw
Nawed Sides Out/In
From Within/Without
All 'Bout Good Scout
Girl Brown Row Own
Boy Ownie Up Down
Y'Aah Town Counts
Of Ountry Ountries
We Want Know Now
Where Grape What
Grape Wine's Days Today
They Now Wear Grapes
Up Tear ! Gone
Re So Place Ace
Maced Dis
Graced ...
Defaced ...
#3 Le 26 Aout, 2009 Mercredi matin a 10:44 AM en voiture en Virginie on a hazy , sunny summer's morn ... TONY
The Gah Gah Gas
Gone Last Gra Rah
Grape' Last Gasp
To Be Tota Totalled
Like Beef Choralled
Led Slaugh To
Be Slaughtered
KIlled Daughters
The Lost Pure Ure
Urity Of Grapes To
Si Oui Into Be
So Let Them Shine
Sink Swim On Mars
Own Their Merits As
Wine Good Or Bad
Happy Or Sad They Must
Be Must Free Be To Wing
It Win Wing Fly Try Cry ...
#5 Le 26 Aout 2006 Mercredi matin a 10:54 AM en voiture en Virginie on a hazy, hot sunny summer's morn - nice! TONY
The Grape Wine In
King Once Was
Now Side Char Ara
Aracter Stage Be
On Lines Sides
Center No More
Re So Play Layed
Rest As Others Elems
Lame Laments Amenta
Tables Tossed Bossed
Bent Away Sent
To Placed : Re By
Less Elements Of
Suggestions Of Yet
No Sub Not Stand
No Stance Not Meaning
Not Wine Gasp I Lament Am
True Sorry Sore Blue!
#6 Le 26 Aout, 2009 Mercredi matin a 10:59 AM en voiture a Washington avant mon travail on a hazy, lazy, hot sunny summer's morn, let me not work today! TONY
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