Category: R.M. Engelhardt
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From the wreckage And the great unknown Come I, Cast back unto it Again From beneath, the mire of All good works Which once wrought heaven, You, closer to thyself And…thy sight. The poet Now lost Without words Cast in shadows From the edge of stars “Silence.” __________________ ~ R.M. Engelhardt,…
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Writing is beauty and beauty is writing ~ R.M. Engelhardt
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I have long since disappeared from these places. Time speaks and all I have left is gone where meaningless gestures from strangers in a foreign land signify nothing, the circle once more revolving and unfolding the mysteries of sleep. And everything, macrocosm and microcosm, has merely become a dream. Dead sonnets and broken memories.…
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We were hanging out drinking a few shots with that asshole Mephistopheles. He (as usual) was trying to boug a few drinks, and (as usual) we..ignored him. At work as usual it was one long fucking day. I was stuck putting up the sequoia’s and disagreed; God liked…
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So when the day finally comes I will probably have already Checked out of the room, Tired, so tired after years of words And poems and voices and far too Old to care anymore About the nightly news. And yet? From somewhere six Feet underground I will still be able to Hear the wind,…
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AND SO IT BEGINS … THIS WEEKEND!
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Support Independent Publishing (And Poetry!) Get your Copy Now … Biography Poet- Writer R.M. Engelhardt’s work over the years has been published and has R.M. Engelhardt’s work has appeared in many journals & magazines in both print and on the net including in Retort, Rusty Truck, Sure! The Charles Bukowski Newsletter, Thunder Sandwich,…
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1} Place two coins (one over each eye) before you start your journey to give to the ferryman. Your all seeing God may be waiting but just like an amusement park or a Disney film, it’s gonna cost you. *Cancel that. Apparently they no longer accept coins and have now jimmied the price up to…
