Category: R.M. Engelhardt
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Too Many Cigarettes Can Cause A Revolution If you swallow poison your heartbeat stands still, then stops to usher in our brother death. All welcome and warm. It’s happened before for I am no stranger. I walk this weary world alone this mortal coil looking for whatever may be a truth, love oh God…
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COME & CELEBRATE OUR 1st ANNIVERSARY WITH US !!! WEDNESDAY SEPTEMBER 27TH THE TROY POETRY MISSION PRESENTS ALBANY POETS Mary Panza Thom Francis Don Levy At O’Brien’s Public House With Our Monthly Open Mic For Poets & the spoken Word 7:30pm Sign Up 8pm Start STEP UP TO THE MIC: POET BIOS: THOM FRANCIS […] via…
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Looks can sometimes be deceiving. For every hero there’s a nemesis, and for every genius there’s a nothing. And for every new day there is always a night. The truth is not necessarily what you see or in the moment believe but exists in those things which you have made, created and that stand, that…
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http://visualverse.org/submissions/in-the-absence-of-lights
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“. . . a stone, a leaf, an unfound door; a stone, a leaf, a door. And of all the forgotten faces. Naked and alone we came into exile. In her dark womb we did not know our mother’s face; from the prison of her flesh have we come into the unspeakable and incommunicable prison…
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THE PLANS OF MICE AND MEN What small minds & small hands you have in common. Like penises. Like bombs. The need to feel important the need to be the center of everything all things dying long dead and vile as inside like a billionaire’s mind. Or a dictator’s God is watching Not you Not…
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SOLITUDE They say that To be alone is Either a heaven or A hell I’ve seen both These moments Something between Zen or Near suicide An epiphany Or a failure A reckoning or A dream It’s humanity It’s just about Being human It’s either desperation Or the muse The silence Or the weary The lonesome…
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POETRY NIGHT (and Prose) @ Inquiring Minds Bookstore Saturday, August 26, 2017 at 6:30 PM Inquiring Minds Bookstore 68 Partition St., Saugerties, NY Currently Hosted by Brian Dorn FEATURING: R.m. Engelhardt is a veteran poet-writer whose work over the last 20 some years has been published in such journals and magazines as Thunder Sandwich, […] via…
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“In older myths, the dark road leads downward into the Underworld, where Persephone is carried off by Hades, much against her will, while Ishtar descends of her own accord to beat at the gates of Hell. This road of darkness lies to the West, according to Native American myth, and each of us must travel…
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THE JEWEL There is this cave In the air behind my body That nobody is going to touch: A cloister, a silence Closing around a blossom of fire. When I stand upright in the wind, My bones turn to dark emeralds.
