Category: R.M. Engelhardt
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AN AMERICAN STORY It’s rainingAn hard cold rainOutsideThe night muchDarker than usual Because we allThought, believed thatHumanity was goingSomewhere Somehow To a betterPlace But the monsters inThe story showed back upAgain after they wereDefeated by all the heroes DestroyedThe Kingdom Destroyed it’sMagic DestroyedIt’s People It’s Land SoLike in any fantasyAny epic tale weAll gathered togetherCame…
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WHAT YOU CAN DO FOR OUR COUNTRY Some poetOnce said thatWhen life failsWrite poetry But that poetDidn’t even imagineA future as grimAs now And another poetSaid that poetry savesYou Right before heRealized that poetryCouldn’t save his country From monstersFrom backwardsRacist fools &The dregs of humanity Realizing That you can’t makeThe world a better place When…
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WHY I HATE POETRY WORKSHOPS I don’t like to tell a lot Of people this but to Write Poetry many years ago I sold my Soul to the devil at The crossroads Y’see I tried to write But everything rhymed I Had a hard time believing That I could ever truly write or ever Become…
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The ongoing problem with most American poetry & poets today is their lack of belief in themselves & that they don’t expand upon their ideals or experiment enough with their craft. That’s why we are all stuck in the same old literary grind & groove still pushing out old ideas, listening to ridiculous banter of…
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BONE UPON NERVE TheRealityOf LifeIs A Back InjuryThat Doesn’t StopScreaming As YouTry Moving ForwardInto The Next SunriseKnocking YouOut Like A HeavyweightFighter Each Day So You Say: “Fuck That” And Crawl UpOff The MatSaying “C’mon “ You Can Do BetterThan That “Bitch “ ~ R.M. Engelhardt©2024
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BUKOWSKI WOULDN’T BOTHER Social Media? Politics? Who gives a shit? Bukowski wouldn’t bother But even though he’sGetting attackedEven though he’s bone dry deadIn fact he’d probably justLaugh and give them allThe finger And go back to drinkingHis beer But since he’s been goneThe world has gone insaneHe’d see psychopaths &Whack jobs and drama onThe scene…
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NERO’S PSYCHOLOGIST I don’t have anymoreTime to waste on Nero He’s a hopeless caseA delusional lunaticWith teen-age boy fansWearing ugly red hatsWith 3rd grade education levelsOf intelligence & no teethAngry because their livesAmounted to nothing And somehowHe gets all his richFriends to pay forHis sessions, crimes & actions With threats & hate Treating him likeA…
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INTERREGNUM One man Changes the world With a bulletViolence, lies& hate And another? Perhaps, even a woman Changes the world With truth & wisdomAnd ideas And in the in-between In the middle ground Is that place Where There is a no room for chaosBut there is only a place for peace A place for love…
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A POEM AT MIDNIGHTBEFORE WE LEAVE On a coldNovember night Off in the distanceI can hear the crickets& the frogs, the small fox &It’s baby run acrossThe front lawn Into the brush It’s most near to solitudeEven heaven perhaps Smoking my lastCigarette of the dayAs the moon hangsOverhead QuestioningOur existence Our souls And then? I…
