Best Absolutes Poems


Premium Member Absolute Truth: How Can it Be?

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 you with a lantern and a map. 
Absolute truth, a misty mountain peak, 
We’ve been climbing towards you 
     with a rope and a pick. 
Absolute truth, a real puzzler 
    and a wonder. 
We’ve been solving you with a clue and a key.

The enlighteners searched for you 
     in nature and reason
The romantics sang about you 
     in passion and vision
Whereas existentialists certainly questioned you 
     in freedom and action.

Absolute truth: are you actually still alive and relevant today? 
You’ve been inspiring us with 
     your beauty and your grace. 
Absolute truth, you are most diverse and multifaceted. 
You’ve been expressing yourself 
     in every culture and every race. 
Absolute truth, you are so complex and yet, paradoxical. 
You’ve been challenging me 
     to question and embrace.

The analytics dissected you in symbols and many signs.
Whereas continentals explored you 
     in history and culture.
Yes, those postmoderns deconstructed you 
     in relativity and plurality.

Absolute truth, you invite us to seek 
     doubt, affirm, and critique. 
You show us the value of 
     curiosity and humility. 
Absolute truth: you challenge us to 
     dialogue, dignity, listen, respect, and appreciate. 
You teach us of the importance of 
     diversity and empathy. 
Absolute truth, you call us 
     to transcend, transform, love, and willingly serve. 
You lead us to the ultimate goal of harmony and peace.

The scientists explain you in matter and energy,
The believers proclaim you in faith and grace,
The artists create you in beauty and meaning.

But the needle spins wildly, a chilling impart…
"Absolute Truth is a compass with a broken heart."

The Negative and Positive Absolutes of Life

– |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 leap and soar no more;

My gazelle, your eagle, less we;

Each day numbered, uncounted nights.

Trudging thru mired fields planted with seeds,

Someone else chose for us and we unwittingly accepted,

Until the mystery of these once sweet green steppes withered.


Copyright 2013

Premium Member Absolutes

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 bed and wife.
	I trade comfort for being part of 
	cold quiet pinking toward sunrise, 
	snow blowing horizontal, 
	rain sometimes gentle, 
	often thrown hard against the ground 
	heaped upon the poor dogs 
	answering the call 
	of another of nature’s absolutes:
	
	when you gotta’ pee,
	you gotta’ pee.


Premium Member Form of Absolutes

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.

Premium Member Under the sky of revolutions, the architects of absolutes rose

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 under the weight of their beliefs?
A circle of fire that consumes itself, preaching the destruction of the old world,
stones fell, virtues disappeared, leaving only the threads of chaos,
in their eyes, ideals were not mirrors, but sharp weapons,
fragile when faced with harsh truths, they forgot that pure light also casts a shadow,
radicalism blooms where doubt dies, but the roots rot unseen,
any doctrine, absolute in its marrow, becomes a noose for those who question,
the prophets screamed about justice at any cost, but without mercy, tyranny only changes its form,
the ground trembled not from the weight of righteousness, but from ignored cracks,
history is a wheel, oiled with blood, spinning under blind convictions,
they danced blindfolded to the music of their own destruction, a question floated in the ash:
what use is a kingdom of rubble when the architects are buried beneath it?
In the end, they did not fall to enemies, nor to gods, nor to the passage of time,
but to their own reflection, a thousand truths warring until nothing remained
but silence and smoke rising from the ruins of a shattered dream.
© Dan Enache  Create an image from this poem.

Free College And Health Care, Considerations For The Future But Not Absolutes

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 the super rich, because their policies will be favorable to their interests, depending on what industry it is.
 In many highly developed democracies like in the Baltic nations, workers are entitled to things that  in the United States we are yet to really have. Things like more paid time off, more time off as parents when starting a family etc. 
The defense budget is cut in favor of social spending like for education, medicine etc. The rich are taxed more than they are here, to support these programs. 
This is definitely an option worth considering in the future. It would not be any worse than what we spend right now on our interventions around the globe.  It could be a slightly better alternative to the nation we are right now, a nation that is in perpetual war, always in someone else's backyard. Think of Libya, Yemen, Iraq, Israel, Ukraine, just too many places to mention our unnecessary involvement  When we give to Israel or Ukraine, that money is gone. It is not coming back to us. The debt goes up and the government has to find ways of paying it off. They will not pay us back for our help. That's just how it is. 
I don't know whether the United States should have Free College or a Free Health Care system, because we don't really know what it's like to have it yet, even if we might know a lot about what it is. But it can't be as bad as when we send our money elsewhere and see nothing in return or to show for it like our failed war in Afghanistan, which is once again taken over by radical extremists. 
Nothing was gained from that. So it has to be a lot better spending our money here and actually see something nominally positive.


Absolutes

Absolute
by Frank Daub

I have always dealt -- in absolutes.
I was educated in this way.
The greatest Man who ever lived
knew NIGHTIME -- from the day.

An absolute stands timelessly 
above the doubt – 
and tall.
Yet those who will not understand
Reject truth as a wall.
© Frank Daub  Create an image from this poem.

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