Category: Books by R.M. Engelhardt
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Poetry is not something scattered like the wind, but an individual journey for the writer. A path, and not a competition. What is written is the truth of the poets life. Which is like a religion, sacred to that person. ~ R.M. Engelhardt
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“If death is like a sonnet then life would be a haiku. The sonnet, a lyrical poem, the beauty and magic with the last breath~ love, words fading and floating off into the abyss that is space whilst our everyday lives or days more important than normal become just a mere whisper in only…
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“A smoke, a book, a cup of coffee. “ These are the little things that get us through this sometimes weary world and all the rainy days.”” ~ R.M. Engelhardt
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Bones Beneath Flesh Machine The Heart Still Lost Somewhere In-between A Dream & The Reflected Light. A Memory A Movement A Moment In The Dark Which Remains, Like Some Celestial Eternal Sonnet Thoughts, Minds Bodies Connected And Breathing Her Hair Sweeping Across Your Face. A Fragment Another Time And Another Place. Years Later? An Old…
