R.M. ENGELHARDT

Poet Writer Author Albany NY

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R.M. Engelhardt is an American poet, writer and author who over the last three decades has published over 20 books of poetry including “Nod” “Alchemy” DarkLands, RAW & “The Last Cigarette: The Collected Poems of R.M. Engelhardt. The founder of the Upstate NY organization ALBANY POETS & the Annual Poetry Celebration THE ALBANY WORD FEST he has through his ideas & visions helped to contribute a large amount of advocacy and creativity to the Spoken Word~Poetry Capital District scene and is the former host of the long running readings The School of Night & Vox. He is currently the host of SPEAK THE WORD ALBANY!. An Open Mic for Poetry And The Spoken Word at Ophelias. Over the last thirty years his work has also been published in many journals such as The Rye Whiskey Review, Red Fez, Rusty Truck, Sure! The Charles Bukowski Newsletter, Thunder Sandwich, Black Noise, The Hobo Camp Review, Full of Crow, on the Outlaw Poetry Network & in many many others. Look for his books “WHERE THE PEOPLE’S VISION PERISHES 2020” “DARK LANDS (2019 on LuLu, Amazon & At Barnes and Noble) The Resurrection Waltz, 2012 ( Infinity Press) & “COFFEE ASS BLUES & OTHER POEMS” ( 2018 Alien Buddha Press 2018) ” DarkLands” 2019 & “Where There Is No Vision” 2020, “WE RISE LIKE SMOKE” (2021) & Of Spirit, Ash & Bone (2022) and RAW- Poems ( 2023) all available on Amazon.com He is also the Editor of the small independent poetry press Dead Man’s Press Ink since 1998. Look for his books The Bones of Our Existence A Journal 2046 & his new books THE DYING TIME POEMS BY R.M. Engelhardt 2026 & NO KINGS 2025 available at Barnes & Noble and currently on Amazon. www.gentlemanoutsider.com *All Poems, Writings & Information Contained On This Blog Are The Property & Owned By The Author R.M. Engelhardt. Β© 2026 www.rmengelhardt.com

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  • WHEN ALL YOUR HEROES BECOME THE BAD GUYS AND ALL THE GOOD GUYS HAVE MOSTLY LEFT THE SCENE. (Except For A Few)

    As a writerIn a small cityThat in the limelightOnce seemed much biggerOver the years I’veMet them all IconsPoetsRock starsAnd evenA few mobsters The famous& somewhat famous Mostly? All disturbedOr drunk Or brokenAs the gin pouredOut of theirSkin over conversation Me? The younger me? Either idolizingOr immediatelyHating the realFaces behind theImage or the mask And I…

  • AS AUTUMN BEGINS

    As Autumn Begins By R.M. Engelhardt AS AUTUMN BEGINS

  • NATIONAL POETRY DAY

    NATIONAL POETRY DAY What is ” National “These days? And whatIs “Poetry?” Is it the screamingSound of immigrants &Their children beingHandcuffed & pushedInto a black van? Is it the sound ofAssholes in masksPretending that theyAre real human beings? JokingAbout the murder Of Poets? Nurses? What is ” National “These days? And whatIs “Poetry?” It is…

  • THE 21st CENTURY POETS AREN’T DRUNK ENOUGH

    THE 21st CENTURY POETS AREN’T DRUNK ENOUGH

  • TIRED …

  • IN RETROSPECT

    IN RETROSPECT The writer newly publishedThe flavor of the monthThe watering eye A voice trapped inAnother world gone by SingularUniqueThose wordsWere gold My favorite poems areThe one’s he wroteAbout suffering Mostly the old lovePoems about drinkingAnd having your soulTorn out & ripped apart Gritty bar poems& one night stands, sarcasm &Broken hearts inNightclubs Poetic Noir…

  • The Dying Time Poems By R.M. Engelhardt

    THE DYING TIME, POEMS BY R.M. Engelhardt is a visceral, raw collection of poetry that functions as both a political manifesto and a spiritual eulogy for a fractured America. Published in 2026 by Valhalla Shelter Press, the work captures a sense of immediate crisis, weaving together themes of societal decay, the loss of artistic “magic,”…

  • Bohemian Soul, Poem R.M. Engelhardt

    Bohemian Soul, Poem R.M. Engelhardt

    Bohemian Soul ~ R.M. Engelhardt BOHEMIAN SOUL Bohemian SoulNo OverlordsFreedom & Democracy The PastStill Remains In The Future For We Are The CaretakersOf The Human Race, The Earth,The Skies & The Seas The DenizensOf the UndergroundThe Keepers Of The Peace Unchained Bowing Down To No ManNo MonstersNo Kings Burn Down Our HouseAnd We’ll Rebuild ItWe’ll…

  • Every Tyrant

    Every Tyrant

  • Perchance

    Perchance

    PERCHANCE The night is far too humid Misery Older than I wish to beMy spirit younger than some Sitting outside on an oldWooden chair having a smokeAnd a beer In the summer time Like another old Bob Seger songReminiscing about the daysGone by Past daysPast lives The thrill of it all A time that has…