Two Anagram Poems

Anagram poem 1

O
No!
Not
A ton
Of tan!
No! fate
Soften a
Fast done
Defeat! Son,
Feast on dew.
Staff on weed,
Efforts waned.
Flaws don't free
Dawn forest fell
Well. Modern staff
Hard smell went off.
Fan fresh mild towel.
Shall we fend from it?
Women fed all first
Emerald fins flow
And mellow riffs
Safflower mild
Smell of dwarf
Farm fellows
Few from all
Formal elf
Fall form
All from
Formal
From a
Form
For
Of
O

Anagram Poem 2

I
I'm
him
i hum
hi mum
i'm much
mice hum
chime sum
chummiest
theme music
simmer chute
summer ice hat
mulches a timer
A hermetic slump
Help! I must act more!
mute plastic homer
hot sumac reptile
stretch up a mile
i cheat muster
use theatric
ice threats
earthiest
that rise
tastier
satire
rites
stir
sir
is
i