27: Robert Johnson The Legend, The Devil & The Crossroads

R.M. ENGELHARDT

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I went to the crossroad
Fell down on my knees
I went to the crossroad
Fell down on my knees
Asked the Lord above “Have mercy now,
Save poor Bob, if you please”

“Crossroad Blues”

 

~ ROBERT JOHNSON

 

 

Robert Johnson: the Legend, the Devil, the Crossroads, and 27 The Dark of a Moonless Night… Story of the bluesman, the Devil, and the deal at the crossroads, as retold in Stephen Davis’s Hammer of the Gods. In the delta of the Mississippi River, where Robert Johnson was born, they said that if an aspiring bluesman waited by the side of a deserted country crossroads in the dark of a moonless night, then Satan himself might come and tune his guitar, sealing a pact for the bluesman’s soul and guaranteeing a lifetime of easy money, women, and fame. They said that Robert Johnson must have waited by…

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Revelations by Talon (R.M. Engelhardt)

New Poem Published by In Between Hangovers

In Between Hangovers

Post structural dark decay at the end of another post modern day
Sleep

To dream in the shadows
To fear the news
The media
To remain
Alone

Dear God
This poetry
This poverty
These remnants of
Hope
All fading
A reckoning
Of sorts
Merely
Waiting for
The return
Of something
Lost

Pockets
Full of miracles
Memories
Scattered across
A landscape
Of faith

These revelations
That come to me
At night
Without
Saviors

Post structural dark decay at the end of another post modern day
Sleep

In the embrace of
Unseen angels
That haunt our
Dead &
Abandoned

Souls

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The Mission Returns! 2018

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Welcome To The Troy Poetry Scene 2018 !

The Troy Poetry Mission returns to O’Brien’s Public House on Wednesday, January 31st with a public poetry spoken word open mic . No feature, just poets.

This month we encourage you to to just bring a few poems, have a drink and be a part of the Troy poetry community. New writers and poets are always welcome!

*Sign up at 7:30pm
*8pm start time

http://www.troypoetrymission.com

Hosted by R.M. Engelhardt
And James H. Duncan

BEAT GENERATION SLAM SPOKEN WORD PROSE POETRY TROY POETRY MORE …

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Welcome Poetry

Some Days

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SOME DAYS

Some days I question human behavior I question what we are doing here I question where I came from where mankind came from after I watch the news on tv after listening to people talking on there cell phones screaming at other human beings on the bus. But somehow I never give up. Somehow I just keep moving on. So I light another cigarette, and in that motion I become Buddha I become God . I become just another one of Darwin’s monkeys philosophizing why we all even bother anymore as somewhere aliens are watching us from a spacecraft in the stars drinking beer & writing poems about us.

Shakespeare Once Said

SHAKESPEARE ONCE SAID

 

Shakespeare once said:
The Prince of Darkness is a Gentleman
(But never a lunatic)
Or a spy

That night when
Shakespeare saw Marlowe
Only briefly
In the mirror
When words came to him
In the silence
Of the night air or
From a bottle
Or a muse

When dreamers, poets were
Murdered
Softly ever so softly
Without prayers
Merely
For convience

Under the shadow
Of the moon
Buried in books or
Buried in unmarked
Graves alone

But
Shakespeare never said
Anything about the dead

He only wrote about
All his ghosts second hand

Yes.

Shakespeare
Used to say alot
Of shit

Sometimes
Even twice