Long Weir Poems

*Image of Many Meanings by KWC.

Likeness ssenekiL: Part 1

(HOMONYMS: Homophones & Homographs)

He'll heal his heel.
They sow so they sew.
His aide aid with an ade.
You saw a ewe eat a yew.
I ate on the ait eight...

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thermometer reads zero, a chilly breeze blows
  apple cores thrown, the blackbirds feed
  my multi-layered partner dons her wooly hat
  impatiently, she waits for me
  securing covid masks amidst my overcoat
...

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Courtesy severely receding hair line..., 
yours truly enveloped within morose mood

I (Samson incarnate) 
frankly experience zapped strength,
hence sulk and pine for salad days of youth
when abundant golden locks adorned me noggin.

Now in doddering dotage scant wisps...

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Mediocre son (me) crafts letter to his papa

Impossible mission to escape end of life woe
visit courtesy grim reaper 
inevitable for every mortal,
whether he/she alive
yesterday, today or tomorrow
quintessentially senescence tabled
upended wrested status quo
belief, dogma, faith...
(i.e. Unitarian...

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I cherish every precious lock of my hair as a keepsake

Twas partly on account
of yours truly being incarnation of Samson;
spouse and I wed
please fate, don't say alopecia didst tread;
though atheist to higher power
yours truly pled
heart...

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This day born an industrious Eve
Good on paper and better practical wise
Which Adam gets to have a view
How truly the combination would yield
Of himself in his Maker's image 
Feel safe and relax-- caution free
Without mirror...

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"...a band beyond description, 
                           like Jehovah's favorite choir."

Though...

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Bath streets have sights on show
and houses sitting by the row
there’s not a place you cannot go
our crime level's always low

packed all year round with global tourists 
city centre market stools fruit veg florists 
nothing...

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It is a nice sunny day
in the eastern Riverina
It is a perfect day to go for a ride
on my klr 650
might go for a ride to
circumnavigate Hume weir
yep
sounds like a plan
so I am thinking about
dropping...

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I saw something spectacular today,
Three same flags while one anthem played.
I saw the sense of doubt swept away
And the world in black, green and gold arrayed.

You who saw this glory cannot dream all
The turbulence that...

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early this year
gentle as calm ocean waters
lapping along a weir
thumb and fore finger
of right hand would peal back,

(via diagonally flippant motion
asper calendar
representing progression of time)
gets flipped over to veer
in one direction (linear)

revealing the next month...

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To Atbin.

Another flick, a spark,
once more awakened the past
Illustrating memories,
are alive and always last.

I recall your visage with
its veins, its charm, and grace
Some invisible griefs,
behind of that bony face.

Your tender artistic look
at a silly Rubik’s...

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Richard is a wheelchair sprinter,
Also a middle distance competitor,
Who sometimes races along side,
David Weir, so he’s had it hard.

He was born on the 11th November,
In the disco year of 1981, England,
With spina bifida, and trains...

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Simon used to take part in motocross,
Before his bike stalled once mid-air,
When he was training on his farm land,
Which left him paralysed waist down.

He was born in 1982 on the 7th June,
And having fought back...

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MIRACLE OF CHILDHOOD REGAINED



Snow  - my dream  miracle, 
To me has always called, never  cold. 
Serenely reposing, softly refreshing
Like  flowing water over a low  weir. 
Submerging  sharp corners; ...

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BRIGHT    MIRACLE

Snow is my dream-home miracle,
Always called to me,   never  cold. 
Serene, soft, silent,
Soul-scoured, fresh, reposing -
Like the sound and pure spray  
Of  flowing water over a...

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RIVERBANK

The river of life flows fast toward the weir
This scene is now reality, not a pantomime
So smile for the ferryman as he draws near

Is that sweet music that you can now hear
It is calling softly...

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Moorings anew are easy as thought,
Vessels tethered, fixed as weather,
By an anchor, a person, or an idea,
Sure to shore up evidence of defense, of itself.

With every wave, memory fades soft as morning fog,
Providing wet hiding...

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Heartsong. 


Where the physical meets philosophy
In Arcady rare love joined you to me
Fated bowstring of a song has severed

Seeking Lethe, Did thou seer seek to sere?
Shreds of sinews hearts damned ruptured weir.
Where the physical meets...

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(This is a fictional poem)

Last week I felt great fear.
I met Erin Moran and Stephanie Weir.
Erin starred in Happy Days and Stephanie starred in Mad TV.
They joined forces and beat the hell out of me.
They...

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Dad what's this medal in your hand,my you do look grand...It was a swirling day 
in early May and the weather was wild as over the bridge ran the dancing 
child.The rotting plank an unnoticed...

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The fading sunlight angles through the trees –
Strange alchemy that turns the river gold;
And on this balmy night with scarce a breeze
To trouble little ducklings gay and bold,
They sail and scoot around without a care
And...

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The dancing daffodils are smiling here
They spread the word of life in springtime’s light
While nature speaks of love within her sight.
The rabbits chase across the fields with cheer
Without question and flirting in the warming dusk
Amid...

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Wanton Willows weave athwart the weir
Wishing all the while wilful to wind
Their winsome wands that whelm and win
The restive writhing watery way 

Meandering in moonlit mazy motion
Then moving on in misty morning mood
The river runs...

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In the lea of the rolling soft bends
there’s a spot fills me with a shiver
where the warmth and the cool softly blends.
somewhere between ocean and river.

Tall trees grow shorter and slimmer
as the scent of the...

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