NIGHT WALKING SometimesWe get lonely SometimesWe feel alone It doesn't really matterIn a world of a billion peopleMore than that inhabitingThe earth It's just a matterOf the dark And the light We walk throughCities & crowdedStreets but all thesePeople are strangers You can get a drinkAt the bar or justLook into the eyesOf passerbys All … Continue reading Night Walking
poem
Shadows By R.M. Engelhardt
Within each man a shadow exists. The shadow of his past.The shadow of his future. And the shadow of all the things heCould have been. ~ R.M. Engelhardt
Share this:
A POEM FOR THE FRIEND WHO SACRIFICED By R.M. Engelhardt
A POEM FOR THE FRIEND WHO SACRIFICED ʃəˌlɒm əˈleɪxəm, ˌʃoʊləm Aren't you that kidWho plays the harmonica? The old manSitting in the wheelchairSaid They had told himThat he had a visitorBut he doesn't recallHaving any atThe nursing homeIn a veryLong time The nurse toldHim it was an oldFriend, a man withA beard in his lateFifties … Continue reading A POEM FOR THE FRIEND WHO SACRIFICED By R.M. Engelhardt
Share this:
FOR THE ANIMALS, A Poem By R.M. Engelhardt
FOR THE ANIMALS Why does the world at night not see you? In the fields and in the moon's light? Gentle, and taken away from these forests And separated from others of your kind Why does the world at night not see you? Or even in the daylight care about your existence? I will give … Continue reading FOR THE ANIMALS, A Poem By R.M. Engelhardt
Share this:
BAD OMENS: MONDAY NOVEMBER 14TH, 2022 A Poem
BAD OMENS:MONDAY NOVEMBER 14TH, 2022 ORTHE DAY OF THE ASSHOLE The tarot cards haveForeseen the horrible future And his return All the signs ImpossibleTo ignore The first hintWas The Tower cardThe second? ALoud & long wailing inhuman fartSound eminating from theDownstairs neighborsApartment Who's a staunchRepublican with aMake America Great AgainSticker On his pickup truck The … Continue reading BAD OMENS: MONDAY NOVEMBER 14TH, 2022 A Poem
Share this:
The World Doesn’t Stop
THE WORLD DOESN'T STOP The world doesn't stopIf you're angry The world doesn't stop ifYou're old or tired It doesn't stop Regardless of your loveOr humanity The earth spins Keeps turning despiteYour lack of conformityOr caring, your belief orA non belief in a God orCharity against war orPoverty The world doesn't stop Even if someone … Continue reading The World Doesn’t Stop
Share this:
The Last Real Poet
The Last Real Poet By R.M. Engelhardt THE LAST REAL POET The last real poetSits alone by himselfSomewhere in a cabinIn Upstate NYAround the age of 95 Still alive But they all forgot about himYears Ago The prizesThe many lives manyLoves he had once His memory fadesFrom time to timeUnsure if it was all real … Continue reading The Last Real Poet
Share this:
EXTREMUM VITAE SPIRITUM
AURAL SUPREMACISTS another worthless war, war of words, weapons substituting the mystique of false authority in secular motion. Do not attempt to decieve these shadows ... Death is death. Pain is pain. Violence is violence. The waves of voices, strangers screaming from far off distant lands we cannot fathom or ignore. We stand in rebellion. … Continue reading EXTREMUM VITAE SPIRITUM
Share this:
Poetry Must Be …
Poetry http://www.gentlemanoutsider.com
Share this:
WAYLOST
WAYLOST There upon that intent star: Trust of wandering men: of truth The most reminding witness: we fix our eyes also: waylost: the wanderers: ~ Macleish Something is Different SomethingHas changed Perhaps We are justAll worn out Tired From the fight And we wantPeace Sleep But the enemyIs still there Waiting And weAre … Continue reading WAYLOST
R.M. ENGELHARDT 