Philosophy Poems | Examples of Philosophy Poetry

Conflagrations of Contemplation Elemental exaltations for refined explanations Permeatations of conflagrations that seek to define progressive nations Illuminations of consecrations that have me seeking contemplation Acclimatisation toward configurations that have been building a new space station Fusions of finite resources to be plundering Contusions of insight and sources to be pondering Infusions of delight without remorse to...

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Across the chasm, wide and vast A silent bridge connects the past. Its stones are words, its mortar thought A path to truths we’ve often sought. To cross it takes no strength or speed But faith in what the soul does need. A bridge unseen, yet always there A link between despair and care. ...

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Destiny, oh destiny, why hide thyself from me. Come out, come out, for all to see. A life filled with struggle, then at last a surprise. Why not reveal now how I self-actualize? Have I no choice of my destination, How I’ll proceed in my maturation? How many ways could there be? Or outcomes to this mystery? More than one, surely a few, Leave...

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They say stillness is absence, an empty space between worth noting, but I have heard its melodies in the pre-dawn chapel where stillness reigned and still the walls exhaled calm. I have found stillness and not loneliness--- but in two hands clutching without speaking, the heart knowing inside out language would only raze. Silence is like sunlight before it shines, the tranquility after...

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If you look too hard you will not see If you talk too much you will not hear If you think too much you will not learn If you walk too fast you will not arrive If you are true to yourself you will be content You will unlock the secret door...

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(“Halves of a Whole”, 2019, original encaustic) The Real Left/Right Divide I consider myself a “classical liberal” Which means I’m a freedom loving ‘Live and let live’ kind of guy. And that puts me firmly on the Right. It also marks me as a “conservative” In today’s political world Because live and let live doesn’t mean Change for the sake of change to...

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The bloom starts no repentance, it is not afraid of the slip just yet. each gentle wind is a sigh from the sky. be scented now, then learn to die. It is the fleeting we become. in how we glow before we've gone....

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Waves shape the sound of soaring sea Ride the tides of what ought to be Layer on layer out of reach Breaking breakers bound on our beach Stirring swirls make clear waters curl Rolling rumblings leap to unfurl Watery spritz that twist then sway As bubbled foam pulls back away Each wave differing grasping high Trying to touch the spacious sky Dreams drenched in schemes...

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the market for a crime is, the pension for a crime mind your own crime is, mind your own business a owned business is a owned crime a owned business is a owned market a owned market is a owned crime a market is a owned market work is working a crime work is working a business work is working a market a market is...

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My thoughts walk barefoot on gravel roads—aching, slow, and scattershot. My mind drifts like dusk in worn linen—frayed, faded, and folding in on itself. My mind, grown tired of its tidy metaphors, slumps like a clerk at closing hour—unnoticed, necessary, numb. My brain, vast as prairie land at sunset, lies fallow—dreaming the hush between thunderclaps. My brain has taken...

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feet tracing ruts softened by the weight of others the path was worn polished not by insight but by generations unquestioning the same direction a weed split the sidewalk where my foot hesitated they handed us maps already marked, folded creased at the routes they wanted us to traverse walls hung with heirlooms no one claimed shadows longer than the rooms classrooms’ chalkboards of certainty offices pressed flat with...

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The chirping birds, The falling leaves, Foggy, Mystic, Sandy shores where all roads End ...

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Alterations Of Gommunications Alterations of deep invigoration that pull me out of this dream Calibrations of computations that numerically demean Annotations of misco ordination that stifle their screams Complications and celebrations as they misunderstand the meme Hallucinations that are forced on you when reality is where you stand Communications that are sad but true as your forced to play...

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Lone Wolves in The Fog Memories like lone wolves in the fog interlope my conscious mind Pedigrees that are hierarchical that seem too cruel and unkind Energies that are patriarchal that permeate throughout mankind Reveries that are anarchical rare contradictions that run through the mind Graceful tones of purity that provide a calming of the soul Spaceful...

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In vanity, we inquire into the empty heavens  And witness only birds hunting In vanity, we dive into the sea and the earth  And discover just bones rotting In vanity, we read the writings of the learned And find their footsteps decaying Within you, behind all the clothing of words Look, and behold the eternal tree of knowledge Whose fruits are mankind's untainted ideas  And...

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