R.M. ENGELHARDT

Poet Writer Author Albany NY

Category: The New Verse Movement

  • “Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove. O no, it is an ever-fixed mark That looks on tempests and is never shaken; It is the star to every wand’ring bark, Whose worth’s unknown, although his height be taken.” ~   William Shakespeare

  • O World of many worlds, O life of lives, What centre hast thou? Where am I? O whither is it thy fierce onrush drives? Fight I, or drift; or stand; or fly? The loud machinery spins, points work in touch; Wheels whirl in systems, zone in zone. Myself having sometime moved with such, Would strike…

  •     So   You want to be a poet?   Then stand in line   Because just like every other damn poet That ever came before you You’ll have to write   And Twitter, Tumblr, Fumblr Whatever, will never save Your sorry ass   And the Pushcart Prize? They won’t reward you For writing…

  • Because all ideas and words will burn a hole in your mind unless you write them down. ~ R.M. Engelhardt  

  • “You dream in syllabus, questions. And see the lines that others cannot. And you waltz across the dance floor of the world with verses and wit. For this moment Is honest, simple. But does not truly exist, or last forever”   ~ R.M. ENGELHARDT

  •   No one around Not a single sound     Quiet.     Just like in the Movies where The world has just Ended, just like The calm before The storm   Or maybe just like Before a Zombie apocalypse   As I sit here alone In my apartment wondering Why I am alone perhaps…

  • Most great poems never see the light of day. And most great poets? They pass away in the night unknown to a world that desperately needs their words.   ~ R.M.