Biography of Severien Meyer
Raised in the small village of Sackets Harbor, NY, Severien (Sev) Meyer's family valued fine literature, music and art. His dad was an excellent pianist and linguist, and his mom was an historian and wonderful artist. Sev's grandfather was a boat builder pilot on the Eastern end of Lake Ontario, and Sev, along with his brothers and sister, spent many idyllic days on the waters of Lake Ontario, and most particularly, the rustic Galloo Island. Thus, Sev has a great interest in things nautical, and has penned a few poems which reflect that interest. He recently restored a 1956 16' wooden Lyman runabout. After graduating from college with a degree in English, Sev taught high school Language Arts for four years, before beginning his career as an entertainer. From 1972 on, Sev appeared in night clubs... initially with his brother Fred as a duo, then as a single. He still performs on a regular basis in the midwest. With a genuine creative spirit, Sev has penned many pop and folk tunes, and records on a regular basis in his digital home studio. A few of his tunes can be heard at at: www.myspace.com/severien. Sev now makes his home in the historic town of Hermann, Missouri, where he continues, with his wife, to restore their 1850's cottage, and is involved in community projects and, at times, helps with and appears in local theater presentations.
Severien Meyer Poems
Riggings rattle, Nor-Easter blows, Warning you and me and all of those Who dare defy a power so great, To watch and wait and stay.
Too Long Away
Too Long Away (by: Sev Meyer) She’s been open to the air
In Rhythm's Grasp
In Rhythm’s Grasp
I Was Once A Tree
I Was Once A Tree (By: S. Meyer) 1999 As a seedling tree
Outside Myself” (by: Sev Meyer)
Stagnant Water by: Sev Meyer (1996) After many days of torrent showers
After The Fallen Leaves
After The Fallen Leaves It is taken so much for granted...
It's Not That I Don'T Like Like... Like
It’s Not That I Don’t Like Like... Like (by: Sev Meyer) (To be read in an up-talked manner)
Mental Repast (Sev Meyer) The trudging slog of daily life,
Looking Back (Sev Meyer) A backward glance may help improve
Notice Of Woodpecker
Notice of Woodpecker By: Sev Meyer While sitting on an old stump
Passing Dreams by: Sev Meyer (Written, December,1989)
The Masters (Sev Meyer) In forthright hands, with quill-ed pen
The Maze (by: Sev Meyer) 10/22/99
by: Sev Meyer (1996)
After many days of torrent showers
I stopped to view the swollen creek
Just down the road from where I live
To marvel at the muddy swell
And watch the swirling waters seek
A coursing route to reaches far removed.