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As seasons turn we all must learn
From past love that is dead
Like ivy once was summer-green
Now bleeds to autumn-red
And clings before it fades and falls
To lay a golden bed
Of memories scattered by the wind
And mottled wishes shed
Which decompose to fertile soil
From which new love is fed

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.

Love floats
babbling brook of nervous flirtation
swirling swoon of giddy infatuation
turbid torrent of raging passion
melting mist of saturated bliss
emotional eddies of surface tension
umbilical undercurrents of deep connection
futile frothing of angry white-water
wanton whirlpools of selfish indulgence
sobering storms of tempestuous destruction
daydreaming drifting of reflective contentment
steady stream of time-honoured commitment
salvation spring of bubbling rejuvenation
Love floats

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.

autumn puckers, planting kisses
on nose and neck, ears and cheeks, with cool lips touching
welcoming and refreshing

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.

What sweet surprise, what strange delight
To find myself this Florence night
On wings across the miles to you …
I wonder if you miss me too

My soul’s aglow, my mind’s aflame
Among this city’s ancient names
Who led the Renaissance in art
And stoked the embers of my heart

A thousand sights, a thousand smells
A thousand stories each one tells
And so I’m wishing you were here
Imagining that you are near

A time too short, an end too soon
A drifting cloud across the moon
A dream beneath the starry skies
The darkest hour before sunrise

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.

As yet another strand is cut
I wonder if it’s time
I wonder if the web will hold
Or steadily untwine

And yet we have the choice each day
To spin another thread
To spin a world that’s beautiful
Or give in to the dread

For ropes of life and bonds of love
Are possible to weave
Are possible to recreate
If only we believe

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.

Don’t give me hearts or scarlet blooms
No Hallmark cards or lovers’ tunes
But kiss my cheek and hold my hand
Or trace my name upon the sand

Don’t buy me chocolates, silk or rings
I do not need expensive things
But wash my hair and rub my feet
Or make me pancakes as a treat

Don’t feel the need to dress up fine
And take me out to wine and dine
But light a flame and plant a tree
Or write a tissue poem for me

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.

The first time that we met
We were almost strangers – yet
When we smiled and parted
We went our separate ways

In between fate intervened
So that our paths could cross once more

The next time that we met
We were almost good friends – yet
When we kissed and parted
We held each other’s gaze

All the while life’s hidden smile
Knew that we’d reach this distant shore

When we next meet I’ll bet
We’ll be almost lovers – yet
We’ll know that we’ve just started
The story of our days

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.

To fly
you must be free
To be free
you must let go
To let go
you must find trust
To find trust
you must have faith
To have faith
you must keep hope
To keep hope
you must see beauty
To see beauty
you must know love
To know love
you must learn to fly

The lesson is this:
If you love to fly
you must fly to love

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.

By the dream, I’m enchanted
By the fantasy, enticed
Who needs feet firmly planted
When the sky’s laced with spice?

And yet what if we wake up
And find our passion tree bare
With just words left to rake up
Of what was budding and rare?

And yet we must take this chance
And walk the bridge of meeting
For only then can we dance
And feel each other breathing

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.