Upon The Rise & Resurrection Of Pagan Poetry


Poet Writer Albany NY
Upon The Rise & Resurrection Of Pagan Poetry
THIS NIGHT, INVISIBLE
an
invocation
a
trance
at dusk
the souls
wander in
1 by 1
in a procession
of
tragedy
faith
&
loss
where the clocks
all time
has stopped
and
the dance
begins which
never ends
moves beyond
the flesh
your gods
as
sound –
words –
voices-
writhe-
wound –
annihilate
worship
a once empty
space
a void
S
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E
A
M
M
M
M
M
M
M
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G
maniacally
through the
vast & vaulted
air
as the
music endures
plays
on
where
there is
no kingdom
no glory
no power
false angels
or starflecked demons
the life after
ever after
where
there is only
you & I
in this night
invisible
this night
unseen
and so
in my grief
my sorrow
& as a friend
I invite you
with all love
and all respect
imperfect
and un-true
as always
in whatever mirror
conjured
this night
all beautiful
all living
or dead
you are
desired
you are
loved
without
end
~ R.M. Engelhardt
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They say in Deadwood
Hickok’s final hand included the aces &
eights of both black suits,
A Deadman’s Hand, a 5 card draw
And that death came with it,
But in life it all depends
Upon the cards
That you are dealt.
For I’ve seen the world thru
A narrow glass,
An empty glass
And a terrible glance
That revealed all the best &
The worst…
The worst oh love
The worst kind of chance
In life.
For you can dance with the devil
In the pale moonlight,
You can save & save and work
all your life. And hope… And pray or
Spend. But either way the man
Will come a knocking soon
No matter what… in the end.
For your life can be a million things but
It all depends on you.
For luck is only half the game,
And the rest is up to you.
Because the truth?
Is that you are not
Completely, supremely, or eternally fucked or
Somehow destined to self destruct
But everyone you love will fall in the end
No matter what you do.
So the best kind of dance?
Your best card to chance?
Is always the ace of hearts.
For this, these words are both
A warning and a blessing,
A little bit of wisdom from a man
Whose words will stay true.
That your mind & heart
Must find a chart to
Plot your course upon.
So
Find a love thats
True, find a soul thats real
And that will never let you down.
And that heart my friend
Is your ace.
So no matter what?
Treat her right.
Rich or poor
Old or young
Thru good times or bad.
Because all life really
Is based upon on how you play the cards
And the winner always
Takes all…
___________
R.M. Engelhardt 2011
Thomas Wolfe and Jack Kerouac Unicorns, God and the bible Rimbaud, Venus and Lucifer All in a dream, and a smoke. Death and the quiet of night Gunshots romantic and sad And Tupac, Cobain & Lennon All sitting in a cafeteria Drinking coffee Reading books And discussing them With Poe Who nods and says... "Deep" R.M. Engelhardt 2006
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