Cecelia Weir

Rookie - 283 Points (March 19,1955 / Fayette, Alabama)

Cecelia Weir Poems

201. Broke -I- Tis 10/3/2008
202. Ancestors Cry 9/6/2008
203. I Wait And I Rest 10/17/2008
204. Sick And Tired 10/17/2008
205. Leading Light 10/17/2008
206. God Chose You 11/1/2008
207. Beth And Jerry 11/21/2008
208. Merry Christmas To You! 12/12/2008
209. Drifting Light 12/19/2008
210. The Falling Star 12/19/2008
211. A Word 12/29/2008
212. Jailousy 12/30/2008
213. Truth Is 12/30/2008
214. The Greatest Exchange 1/7/2009
215. My Money's Worth 1/7/2009
216. A Sweet Life 2/10/2009
217. When I Was A Kid 2/16/2009
218. Good Winds 4/8/2009
219. Neighbor 11/4/2009
220. Better Days 11/5/2009
221. In Search Of His Harvest 9/16/2006
222. Just In Case The Door Shuts (Excerpt) 9/19/2006
223. Proceed 3/26/2007
224. Hair Sense 3/26/2007
225. I Only Saw The Dust 4/5/2007
226. Friendship Notes 6/17/2007
227. A Self Covenant 3/22/2007
228. Abundant Lemon 10/31/2006
229. Benefits Of Adversity 1/21/2006
230. For One Fleeting Moment 5/24/2012
231. God Made You 6/7/2012
232. Can You Come Clean 7/13/2012
233. Do You? 7/13/2012
234. True Darkness 7/13/2012
235. Family Love 7/13/2012
236. Holy Boldness 7/14/2012
237. Christmas Door 11/20/2009
238. God's Creation Of Rest 3/2/2010
239. The Fanner Of The Flame 3/2/2010
240. Just Because 3/2/2010

Comments about Cecelia Weir

  • Rudy Muvro (6/19/2015 1:20:00 AM)

    what a beautiful soul

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  • Paul Sebastian Paul Sebastian (5/14/2014 10:00:00 AM)

    Very engaging poet. Extraordinarily talented. A blessing for many!

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Best Poem of Cecelia Weir

The Sounds Of Nature

The Sounds Of Nature
O, tis so sweet.
Who am I
That would dare try to repeat
The lovliness of a tweet.
The flutter of its wings
The tiny cute prints
Of a little birds feet.

The Sounds of Nature
O, how beautiful yet afar.
Are raindrops against the windshield
Of a still parked car.
Each little drip dropp runs
Caressing the mind so intensely
Seemingly just to play a part
Or perhaps for the fun of it.

O, The Sounds Of Nature
Sometimes deeply doth groan.
When by an unwillingly nature
One's heart decides to roam.
How lovely is a...

Read the full of The Sounds Of Nature

Angel On Parole

I feel like an angel
On a lifetime parole.
Not sent here to live
But just sent to console.

There are other life forms
From every planet to see.
Theres nothing we can discuss
They all seem not to know me.