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Only love –
It’s all that matters, all that binds
All that fulfils, all that finds
It’s all that holds, all that contains
All that is, all that remains
– Only love

Wayne Visser © 2017

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Icarus: Favourite Love Poems

This creative collection, now in its 2nd edition, brings together love poems by Wayne Visser. The anthology traces love’s agony (“Broken Dreams”) and ecstasy (“Galaxies Cart-Wheeling”), from first blush (“Almost Strangers”) to full bloom (“Say ‘I Do!’”), as we fly to love. You’ve given me the gift of golden wings / The endless sphere of blue imaginings / The chance to rise above the silver clouds / The will to cast off untold ghostly shrouds / Don’t fly too high / Don’t rise too fast / Don’t tease the sky / Don’t taunt the past / You’ve given me the hope of warmer days / The blessed kiss of the sun’s fiery rays. Buy the paper book / Buy the e-book.

Reach out and touch someone in need
Broken lives, hearts that bleed
Those alone, those in fear
Those in search of someone dear
Give not to them advice nor creed
Reach out and touch someone in need

Wayne Visser © 2017

Book

Icarus: Favourite Love Poems

This creative collection, now in its 2nd edition, brings together love poems by Wayne Visser. The anthology traces love’s agony (“Broken Dreams”) and ecstasy (“Galaxies Cart-Wheeling”), from first blush (“Almost Strangers”) to full bloom (“Say ‘I Do!’”), as we fly to love. You’ve given me the gift of golden wings / The endless sphere of blue imaginings / The chance to rise above the silver clouds / The will to cast off untold ghostly shrouds / Don’t fly too high / Don’t rise too fast / Don’t tease the sky / Don’t taunt the past / You’ve given me the hope of warmer days / The blessed kiss of the sun’s fiery rays. Buy the paper book / Buy the e-book.

If you were a dove
I’d be the wind
The wind you so enjoy to journey with
The wind which rides with you to great heights
The wind which blows on your face
And reminds you that you are indeed

Wayne Visser © 2017

Book

Icarus: Favourite Love Poems

This creative collection, now in its 2nd edition, brings together love poems by Wayne Visser. The anthology traces love’s agony (“Broken Dreams”) and ecstasy (“Galaxies Cart-Wheeling”), from first blush (“Almost Strangers”) to full bloom (“Say ‘I Do!’”), as we fly to love. You’ve given me the gift of golden wings / The endless sphere of blue imaginings / The chance to rise above the silver clouds / The will to cast off untold ghostly shrouds / Don’t fly too high / Don’t rise too fast / Don’t tease the sky / Don’t taunt the past / You’ve given me the hope of warmer days / The blessed kiss of the sun’s fiery rays. Buy the paper book / Buy the e-book.

Step into my parlour
Make yourself at home
Tell me all the dreams you dream
Your fears of things unknown
Let it out, the things you hide
Your deep and inmost trouble
Step into my parlour
But not into my bubble

Wayne Visser © 2017

Book

Icarus: Favourite Love Poems

This creative collection, now in its 2nd edition, brings together love poems by Wayne Visser. The anthology traces love’s agony (“Broken Dreams”) and ecstasy (“Galaxies Cart-Wheeling”), from first blush (“Almost Strangers”) to full bloom (“Say ‘I Do!’”), as we fly to love. You’ve given me the gift of golden wings / The endless sphere of blue imaginings / The chance to rise above the silver clouds / The will to cast off untold ghostly shrouds / Don’t fly too high / Don’t rise too fast / Don’t tease the sky / Don’t taunt the past / You’ve given me the hope of warmer days / The blessed kiss of the sun’s fiery rays. Buy the paper book / Buy the e-book.

A Tribute to Berend Visser (Dad)

We’ve come a great long way together
Upon the trail of father and son
We’ve chased the flight of Illusions’ feather
And watched the swirling Tao stream run.

From cradling safety in your arms
To infant hugs down on the beach
And catapulting shoulder dives –
Your love was never out of reach.

Then as I grew from boy to man
You placed a compass in my hand –
A set of values and ideals
That point true North in every land.

I watched and learned, as patient deeds
Turned dreams into reality
You taught me that hard work and faith
Grow seeds defying gravity.

So many worlds we’ve seen together
So many things we’ve dared and done
I love you always and forever
I’m proud to be my father’s son.

Wayne Visser © 2017

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Life in Transit: Favourite Travel & Tribute Poems

This creative collection, now in its 2nd edition, brings together travel and tribute poems by Wayne Visser. The anthology pays tribute to the likes of Nelson Mandela, Maya Angelou, Barack Obama, Antoni Gaudí & Leonardo da Vinci, and reflects on travels ranging from China and South Africa to Ecuador and Russia. Life is lived in the in-between / In transit / Between coming and going / Between staying and moving on / Between here and there / And what we call home / What we call settled or contented / Is merely a resting place / A station for refuelling / A nexus for reconnecting / A junction for changing direction. Buy the paper book / Buy the e-book.

A Tribute to Cherry Hinton, Cambridge, UK

One day, I expect, we’ll look back and smile
At these blossoming Cherry Hinton days
With walks, traced in chalks, to the crumbling cliffs
Of the limestone quarry’s white blaze

Some day, may it be, we’ll pause for a while
And remember our bright mosaic ways
With strolls, in the knolls of the Gogmagog hills
And spoils from the Burylane’s maze

One day, I can tell, we’ll turn back the dial
To these sun-splintered Cambridge lit days
Getting trim, at the gym, and Saturday tennis
And The Orchard, for scones and a laze

One day, mark my words, we’ll look back and smile
At these swan-sailing Cam river days
Bikes flashing, oars splashing, to the syncing of strokes
And the cows on the common at graze

Wayne Visser © 2017

Book

Life in Transit: Favourite Travel & Tribute Poems

This creative collection, now in its 2nd edition, brings together travel and tribute poems by Wayne Visser. The anthology pays tribute to the likes of Nelson Mandela, Maya Angelou, Barack Obama, Antoni Gaudí & Leonardo da Vinci, and reflects on travels ranging from China and South Africa to Ecuador and Russia. Life is lived in the in-between / In transit / Between coming and going / Between staying and moving on / Between here and there / And what we call home / What we call settled or contented / Is merely a resting place / A station for refuelling / A nexus for reconnecting / A junction for changing direction. Buy the paper book / Buy the e-book.

Another cosy Christmas spent
Another year, how quick it went
And now, a short, well-earned respite
Before the clock is rewound tight

Wayne Visser © 2017

Book

Life in Transit: Favourite Travel & Tribute Poems

This creative collection, now in its 2nd edition, brings together travel and tribute poems by Wayne Visser. The anthology pays tribute to the likes of Nelson Mandela, Maya Angelou, Barack Obama, Antoni Gaudí & Leonardo da Vinci, and reflects on travels ranging from China and South Africa to Ecuador and Russia. Life is lived in the in-between / In transit / Between coming and going / Between staying and moving on / Between here and there / And what we call home / What we call settled or contented / Is merely a resting place / A station for refuelling / A nexus for reconnecting / A junction for changing direction. Buy the paper book / Buy the e-book.

I. Beauty

I see the world in your face –
The echoes of your homeland
The whispers of your past
The long song of your people
The memories made to last

I see a face of beauty –
Cheerful and chubby
Tearful and grubby
Tender and twinkly
Crumpled and crinkly

I see you in the morning
I see you late at night
I see you when I’m dreaming
I see you bathed in light

II. Despair

I see the journey in your face –
The first steps of wonder
The twists from the start
The turns of discovery
The path of your heart

I see a face of despair –
Worn out and weary
Beaten and bleary
Rough shod and ragged
Haunted and haggard

I see you in the ghetto
I see you on the street
I see you on the TV
I see you when we meet

III. Hope

I see the story in your face –
The quest for the answers
The courage to fight
The battle of forces
The dark and the light

I see a face of hope –
Wide-eyed and wondrous
Inspired and ponderous
Grateful and giving
Faithful and living

I see you in the city
I see you in the class
I see in the village
I see you when we pass

IV. Freedom

I see nature in your face –
The soil in your skin
The wild in your guise
The rain in your laughter
The sun in your eyes

I see a face of freedom –
Bewildered and bemused
Engaged and enthused
Innovating and learning
Forever sojourning

I see you in the cradle
I see you through the mist
I see you on the wifi
I’m glad that you exist

V. Love

I see the world in your face –
The colours of your palette
The brush marks of your sorrow
The radiance of your vision
The portrait of your tomorrow

I see a face of love –
Compassionate and caring
Shouldering and sharing
Nurturing and feeding
Giving without needing

I see you in the maelstrom
I see you with your smile
I see you in each face I see
You make this life worthwhile

Wayne Visser © 2017

Book

Life in Transit: Favourite Travel & Tribute Poems

This creative collection, now in its 2nd edition, brings together travel and tribute poems by Wayne Visser. The anthology pays tribute to the likes of Nelson Mandela, Maya Angelou, Barack Obama, Antoni Gaudí & Leonardo da Vinci, and reflects on travels ranging from China and South Africa to Ecuador and Russia. Life is lived in the in-between / In transit / Between coming and going / Between staying and moving on / Between here and there / And what we call home / What we call settled or contented / Is merely a resting place / A station for refuelling / A nexus for reconnecting / A junction for changing direction. Buy the paper book / Buy the e-book.

Babies bounce
Their laughter is lighter than air
Their dreams as high as the sky
And so they fly
Just as surely as they cry
With worry-free wings
And lives unencumbered

Growing up
Is learning the law of staying down
Giving up on the lullabies of skies
And believing the lies
That the spirit can’t rise
On imaginary smoke
And dreams unrequited

Getting wise
Is learning the art of not knowing
Giving up on the clutter of stuff
And saying enough
Of the bluster and bluff
That anchors you down
With things unimportant

Elders float
Their knowing is buoyant as balsa
Their memories like corks on the seas
And so with all ease
They free-ride the breeze
With discarded ballast
And flight rediscovered

Wayne Visser © 2017

Book

Life in Transit: Favourite Travel & Tribute Poems

This creative collection, now in its 2nd edition, brings together travel and tribute poems by Wayne Visser. The anthology pays tribute to the likes of Nelson Mandela, Maya Angelou, Barack Obama, Antoni Gaudí & Leonardo da Vinci, and reflects on travels ranging from China and South Africa to Ecuador and Russia. Life is lived in the in-between / In transit / Between coming and going / Between staying and moving on / Between here and there / And what we call home / What we call settled or contented / Is merely a resting place / A station for refuelling / A nexus for reconnecting / A junction for changing direction. Buy the paper book / Buy the e-book.

It was just a glimpse at first
But enough to look twice
Enough to spark intrigue
To prick my senses
Burst my bubble
An intruder
Alert

She floated in the distance
A figure out of focus
Blurred at the edges
Defying definition
A form in flow
A chimera
Alive

It’s not that she was perfect
And I never saw her face
But she fit the moment
Echoed my longing
Spinning in sync
A coincidence
Aware

She passed without knowing
That I wanted to reach out
From fantasy into reality
To touch her knee
Kiss her neck
A butterfly
Alight

Wayne Visser © 2017

Book

Life in Transit: Favourite Travel & Tribute Poems

This creative collection, now in its 2nd edition, brings together travel and tribute poems by Wayne Visser. The anthology pays tribute to the likes of Nelson Mandela, Maya Angelou, Barack Obama, Antoni Gaudí & Leonardo da Vinci, and reflects on travels ranging from China and South Africa to Ecuador and Russia. Life is lived in the in-between / In transit / Between coming and going / Between staying and moving on / Between here and there / And what we call home / What we call settled or contented / Is merely a resting place / A station for refuelling / A nexus for reconnecting / A junction for changing direction. Buy the paper book / Buy the e-book.