Poems about Philosophy Archives - The Cracked Door

05/30/26 A New Haiku for a New Day

Start with a premise
Reinforce expectations
Now a startling twist

Blast from the past:

Unity gives up
Itself to craft diversity
In the universe

What we do amounts
To so much yet so little
We’re free to have fun

Blast from the past:

Making moral rules
To impose on others shows
You’re morally dead.

Bless’d are those who doubt
For they will discover the
Questions to live by

Blast from the past:

The philosopher:
Someone not content merely
To be in the now

Ascend the staircase
To reach a summit that is
Nothing at all

Blast from the past:

The back stairs lead down
To a dingy basement. The
Sign reads “No Exit”

The god that can be
Pointed at is an idol.
Newly-forged horror

Blast from the past:

Faith without doubt is
A dangerous zombie or
A vapid facade

Full enlightenment
Opening the lid, conscious
Veiled by no shadow

Blast from the Past:

Faith without doubt is dead, either toxic dogmatism or an insipid mirage.

Questions draw people in,
But pronouncements push them away
Ask questions.

Blast from the Past:

Raise troubling questions
Malleable conventions
Few floating forays

The call deafens me
From the unstruck note sounding
Within the abyss

Blast from the Past:

Ascend the abyss
Mayo you be blinded by the
Patient rays of light.

May you go quietly
Into the night, while I follow
Kicking and screaming

Blast from the Past:

If death is nothing
Then the pursuit of pleasure
Is life’s sole purpose.

Let us walk into
The abyss knowing that we’ll
Never be the same

Blast from the Past:

The weight of freedom
Drags me far down the abyss
The trick? To lift it.