wrapped in words
and tied with rhyme
yet throughout space
not bound by time
enigmas fly
arched in rays
fade-marked with bows
resplendent land
in darkness glows
casts shadows on
archaic hope
masked in myth
encoded spells
reveal the quest –
lost legends live
in magic shells
narratives weave
– linked in light
twinned in tone
and making whole
opposites swirl
veiled in voice
in thought and deed
so hidden names
survive in seed
eternal words
recreate life
(acrostic poem)
Wayne Visser © 2006
Book
String, Donuts, Bubbles and Me: Favourite Philosophical Poems
This creative collection, now in its 3rd edition, brings together philosophical poems by Wayne Visser. In this anthology, he muses on subjects ranging from space, angels and destiny to time, science and meaning in life. According to scientists / The world’s made of string / That buzzes and fuzzes / Or some such strange thing / It’s also a donut / That curls round a hole / With middles and riddles / Just like a fish bowl / And there’s no mistaking / It’s more than 3-D / With twenty or plenty / Dimensions unseen / Still others insist / It’s really a bubble / That’s popping and bopping / Through the lenses of Hubble. Buy the paper book / Buy the e-book.
