Absolutes Poems - Poems about Absolutes

Under the sky of revolutions, the architects of absolutes rose, cloaked in the pride of dogmas, their words bleeding on the edge of new chains, shouting freedom while forging other shining shackles, and the air smelled of paradox, each faction a sharp blade cutting its own throat, all in the name of continuous progress, but how many empires must suffocate...

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Absolute truth, both mystery… and paradox. “You make me wonder if you exist or not?” The Greeks glimpsed you in circles and squares, The medievals revered you in scriptures and prayers, The moderns doubted you in so many facts and proofs. Absolute truth your a hidden treasure in the dark. I’ve been searching for...

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I am not sure who I will vote for in 2024 for the Presidential Election yet. Many like myself, aren't content about a Trump vs Biden rematch. I would like to see a candidate who actually will do something about wealth inequality and workers rights. Trump and Biden have the backing of the corporations and...

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FORM OF ABSOLUTES  ideas of temptation within   boundaries by the defiant &  breaking rules of  conceptual art with a degree of withholding & interpretation  of dreams to transcend beyond  issues of locality &cultural specificities  conflicted by egotism,&  narcissism  strengths & vulnerabilities in duality  reflected in    the character of  interior life confronted by bizarre  expectations & absurdity NOTE:THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE using spaces&breaks without grammatical symbols ,the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and responds thus making this enigmatic form a two way interplay & interpretatIon unique to the moment& changing according to mood is inherently variable....

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– |Life| + I recall how I had surveyed you, guardedly from a rocky peak, And why I left the shelter of the mountains, for you. How we wandered on those plains together, Endless long days and shorter nights. You a gazelle and I an eagle. Horned and barbed, we; Leaping from earth; Soaring heights; Left behind; – |Life| + Right ahead; Plunging depths; Chaining us to earth; To...

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Absolutes 1 Darkness dominates the earthly cycle at year’s end. This is true no matter how many fools legislate otherwise. 2 Dogs have unerring internal clocks and finite bladders. Taken together, these absolutes of nature guarantee that I’ll witness every dawn from November to March regardless of my preferences or exhortations. I don’t have a problem with this, although I’d much rather be relishing the warmth of...

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