R.M. ENGELHARDT

Poet Writer Author Albany NY

Category: Albany NY

  • THE POETIC DRIFTER A poem hereA poem there Another poemOr a book ofPoems that won’tPay the bills But here I am After all theseYears somewhat famousAnd well read In journalsAnd in onlineMagazines But not richAnd never will be Never expected to beOr looked for money orFame in the 1st place Because IJust liked writing, being,Reading…

  • UPON THE DEATH OF AN AMERICAN POET

    UPON THE DEATH OFAN AMERICAN POET My breathStands still Frozen In the coldJanuary air Of a new year Reminiscing aboutBetter timesBetter days Facing anotherNazi delusionFrom the grave MonstersFascists &Morons DeadIn their own regimeOf decay Their paradesParticularlyStupid & violent Racist &PatheticWith smallMalevolentMinds My breathStands still Frozen In the coldJanuary air Where I don’tRecognize thisWorld anymore These…

  • TIME HOPE DREAM

    TIME HOPE DREAM PerhapsWe CannotDefeat Time PerhapsWe WillNever DefeatDeath But WhileWe Are HereWe Can HopeAnd Dream And ManifestDestiny And MakeTime Stand Still ~ R.M. Engelhardt©2025

  • Once Called America
  • ASH The words onceDevestatedThe mind Some Uplifted theSoul The deadCan no longerHear them The livingNo longerListen Unless theyAre wrapped upIn a packageOf glamourOr deceit Can you stillHear them? The poetsAsk Can you stillFeel them? The poetsCry But the massesAre now allDeaf & blind ConditionedBy the promiseOf somethingMore But lift the veilAnd close theCurtain andYou’ll find…

  • ALL GRAVES ARE COLD

    ThisIsn’t a poem This isn’t even a workOf fiction This is stark reality bleeding out non-stop screaming And this isn’t a phone recorded message on social media For It’s the one thing we all know, all thinkbut never dare say. Mostly out of fear. it’s all the shit rolling downhill until the monsters open fire…

  • Unrest In The House Of Light

    UNREST IN THE HOUSE OF LIGHT Perhaps when we get through this,When it’s all finally over then maybeAs a country and as a people and evenAs a world we will fix all his wrongs &Make better rights. If this all right nowIsn’t teaching us what was missing orWhat we’ve taken for granted beforeThen most likely…

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  • THE POET LAUREATE OF ALBANY Someone once mistookMe for some kind of celebrity A celebrityWithout money Only words But thirty yearsPasses by with eachPassing obituary The death of familyThe death of friends The death of momentsOf highs & lowsDrunken sonnets & love& Unemployment woes And if anythingPoetry is made of just that Broken loveBroken soulsBroken…

  • THE UNNECESSARY ANGEL OF POETRY

    THE UNNECESSARY ANGEL OF POETRY One-daySoon after the glamor had faded The sun ate all her flowersHer milk & honey As Taylor toured AmericaInspiring poetic amnesiaTo kids As old poems & memoriesDied hard & rotted in their graves The dirt All lost to a McGenerationWithout focus Without hope Rhyming incoherentlyAttempting consciousness As someone randomAn unremarkable…