A wise old black man once told how to look at life and his words have stayed in my mind since and for many years. He said “When things go bad they could’ve been worse. And I’d rather play the blues than nothin” at all. ”
~ R.M. Engelhardt
R.M. ENGELHARDT
Poet Writer Author Albany NY
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MORE THAN NIGHT
I am searching
For something
More than nightMore than
The dark
The eveningUnder stars
Under the moonlight
Another lifeOr perhaps
I just need
Another drinkWhiskey
On the side~ R.M. Engelhardt/19
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MECHANISM
To summon
All voicesMagicks
The poemAn incantation
A spell
Whispering
Into the voidThe silence
Made form
Made fleshThe dreams
Of manTemporal
CorporalFrom
Mind
Body
SoulThe universal
ThreadA mechanism
A transmissionFrom
The beginningTo
The end~ R.M. Engelhardt
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OF CONVERSATIONS
FRIENDS & ANGELS
TodayI come to you
In the memory
Of old friendsConversation
Over lost time
And lost yearsThat have
Mysteriously
VanishedIn both tragedy
And revelationGrief
And silenceDetached from
This mere
Mortal coilTo remember them;
They who were
Once here and
They who once loved
And who we all
Once were once
Upon a time long
Ago as well
In a love, a friendshipA moment
Meant with soul
So fiercelyNow
VaugeIdle
In dreamingFor you see
As we go on
Our minds
Have learned to
Play tricksDeceptions
In a veil of youth
& passing daysDrunken illusions
And insignificant
Slights now
ForgottenReplaced by
What was once in our
Hearts our true
AppearanceA realization
That to be human
Is to be flawedBut these things
Are small pins
NeedlesInconsequential
Now forgotten
So in coming years
We shall sit down & remember them
And have a conversation
Like old friends
Should have like
All friends livingUntil
Into the light &
The brilliance
Of angels
We goOnto
To the next
Mortal
DreamWithout remorse
~ R.M. Engelhardt
03.16.2019
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As you get older the more things change – for the better or for the worse. Sometimes being a writer and becoming somewhat of an self-isolationist is like being in a sanctuary and finding your true self, your true voice and words. The outside world never goes away. It will always be there.
~ R.M. Engelhardt
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