R.M. ENGELHARDT

Poet Writer Author Albany NY

Category: Poetry

  • 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…

  • UNDER THE REIGN OFAN INSANE MONARCH EverythingDies here Even the stars Under theDead weightThe blind hateOf 50 statesUnunited There is noBeauty here Only deathAnd decay And a flagNo longer ofMeaning Under the reignOf an insaneMonarch And the monstersWhich he has made ~ R.M. Engelhardt©2025

  • COFFEE MESSIAH When the sun comes up And the dawn of a new day Rises Fuk em. I’m a coffee messiah When people don’t Like what I say or write Fuk em. I’m a coffee messiah When the job Gets stressful & The people get tired Fuk em. I’m a coffee messiah & I’m 2000…

  • WE NEED MORE HEROES
  • ADVICE ON BECOMING UN-AMERICAN Step One: Become a spirit vanishing from sight Step Two: Say nothing.Do nothing. And let all the monsters take over Ignore violence. Ignore the cries ofChildren being separated from their mothers Families Three: Turn off the real newsIgnore the fake news Stop giving a shit about everythingEveryone No empathy. No human…

  • 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…

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  • Decisions. Or What We Now See On Social Media & Freedom Of Speech

    Life is fundamentally a mental state. We live in a dream world that we create. Whose life is truer, the rational man of action pursuing practical goals of personal happiness and wealth or the philosophic man who lives in a world of theoretical and metaphysical ideas? We ascribe the value quotient to our lives by…