A fresh sunrise
A blank white page
Where we as scribes
Record our days
Some words are wise
Some foolish too
We write our lines
By what we do
The lows and highs
Are traced with ink
Hellos, goodbyes
The thoughts we think
Time flits and flies
But not before
We note our lives
And play the score
Wayne Visser © 2008
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.
