2020 VISION HistoryHas beenBuilt uponBodiesAnd blood HateIgnoranceViolence War WeHave beenMisguided Blind ForSo long PerhapsIt’s timeWe lookedUp intoThe heavens The stars And pullThem downTo the earth For nothingCan hold usDown Save ourselves We haveA long journeyAhead And a visionAnd a hopeTo makeTruth #2020vision ~ R.M. Engelhardt Happy New Year …
Life, poetry in general is about experience and language. How you present this rare magic is key. The writer or poet is not an expert. It’s how you present it. In other words? Each God is a God and each man is a man or for that matter woman. A line is a line andContinue reading “Find Your Own Voice”
The Occult. Poetry, Mystery & Pulp. Masters of the macabre. DEAD MAN’S PRESS INK. Editors: R.M. Engelhardt & Hex M’ Jai Coming Soon.
RETIREMENT Someday I will be an old Poet an old man In an old suit a tie And a fedora hat Reading old poems About the old days To young kids who Won’t appreciate Poetry or jazz or The silence of the Mind nature or Music the mystic Or the magick of Life And itContinue reading “Retirement”
OF GOD, FATHER & SOUL And it is written: That the 3 Wisemen followed a Star in the southern Sky that brought Them to South Carolina And there In 1933 They found The child James The 1st Wiseman Gave him Rhythm The 2nd Wiseman Gave him Soul But the 3rd Wiseman Gave him The mostContinue reading “Of God,Father & Soul”
Sometimes in life we go through bouts of failure. No inspiration, the chips are down. Maybe you’ve lost a friend or a loved one. Maybe you’re behind on the rent. But whatever you’re going through? Never stop writing. Never stop creating. Find those things that mean the most to you. Let them inspire you. DigContinue reading “When The Words Fail”
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AMERICAN POET I. I awake In 2019 From A Dream That is Just Another Nightmare II. This Is one Seriously Fucked up Place I choose To go back To sleep Wake me When the Sonnets Return To life The living Wake me When the Verses Breathe Once more When allContinue reading “American Poet”