The Stars In Night In Flight. A Poem By R.M. Engelhardt

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THE STARS IN NIGHT IN FLIGHT

The stars in night in flight

The migration of the birds in
Flight revolutions of chaos around the
Circumference of the sun

(Like shadows)

But the gods haven’t noticed
As the starless night remains
Our dark evolution vast & sad
Beautiful & tragic

But Jesus doesn’t want to be found
& Buddha just doesn’t care
And Gaia just watches

Helpless

The Stars In Flight At Night

The migration of the birds in
Flight revolutions of chaos around the
Circumference of the sun

Humanity has risen
Not risen

Doesn’t notice
Doesn’t realize
Doesn’t care

Denies the stars
Denies itself

The stars migration
Love’s failure to love

One another

Each other

(Ourselves)

Death &
Beauty
Always the
Story of
Ourselves

Never
Ending

~ R.M. Engelhardt

The School of Night. Albany, NY

In the late 1990s & into the early part of this century I created and ran a spoken word poetry open mic called THE SCHOOL OF NIGHT at Valentine’s as well as at a few other locations afterwards in Albany, NY. The open mic was always extremely crowded and popular and we did alot of themed nights also such as Beat Generation Night, Poe Halloween Benefits Bukowski Night and some other cool evenings before alot of these ideas took hold in other places. But as all good things my SON had a predecessor. The original group of poets in the time of Marlowe, Raleigh & Shakespeare.

Who knows?

Whenever history needs inspiration it might just return again .

https://shakesphere1.blogspot.com/2012/08/sir-walter-raleigh-and-his-school-of.html?m=1

The School of Night, Albany NY

This Night, Invisible~ A Poem By R.M. Engelhardt

We Rise Like Smoke Poems Psalms Incantations by R.M. Engelhardt

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

C

R

E

A

M

M

M

M

M

M

M

I

N

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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