Words

Words
Once spoken
Have a life of their own

Some words make history
Some are destined to change the future
Some words live forever
Some die almost as soon as they are born

As we breathe life
Into our words
Knowingly or unknowingly
We hope for the best

And yet sometimes
What we have spawned
Out of anger or pain
Is what we fear the most

For we create monsters
Who live an unnatural life
Turning dreams into nightmares
Leaving a trail of sadness

Some words cut deep
Some are the balm which can heal wounds
Some words echo truth
Some should never ever have been spoken

Words
Once spoken
Have a life of their own.

Wayne Visser © 2004

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.

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