*An Interview With Thom Francis of The Hudson Valley Writers Guild. https://www.mediasanctuary.org/stories/2022/talking-political-writing-post-pandemic-arts-and-finding-home-with-r-m-engelhardt/ R.M. Engelhardt started sharing his poetry at local open mics in the early-90s and has since been a driving force in keeping the poetry and spoken word alive and well in the area. He has hosted a number of readings and events over … Continue reading Talking Political Writing, Post-Pandemic Arts, and Finding Home with R.M. Engelhardt
Politics
I’m Just A Writer
I'M JUST A WRITER One-day. When all this horror ends. Death ends from this virus. When we have thrown all the walking talking garbage, excrement out of our Whitehouse, the lunatic sociopath and all his corporate friends and buddies. When we as the people who have the true power learn that we cannot trust let … Continue reading I’m Just A Writer
American Poet
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 all … Continue reading American Poet
A Year of Sadness : The Half Dead Poets Review
I Hear America Screaming
I Hear America Screaming (Inspired by Walt Whitman) I hear America screaming, the varied lies I daily hear, Those of politicians, each one singing their own tune for each and themselves alone, And in the background; The soldier crying as the doctor measures his amputee leg, The businessman singing as he makes his fortune off … Continue reading I Hear America Screaming
THE SOUL PARADE
THE SOUL PARADE Y’know. This poem, ain’t about you. And this poem ain’t about a raging heart Or a saving grace. This poem has nothing to do with the blues,Robert Johnson, the devil or evenAll the saints. And this poem has nothing to do with the paranormal,Demons or the neon electric lights ofNear death, … Continue reading THE SOUL PARADE
Occupy, Or Under The Hunger Moon …
In early evening, Jupiter in the sky, Hunger moon tonight. Where The wolves Of wall street “Prey” Upon Each generation Under any Name Monarch or King, Politician Or snake. For history Just seems to be And never change A wolf, a dog Chasing it’s own tale Into devestation “Greed” In early evening, Jupiter in the … Continue reading Occupy, Or Under The Hunger Moon …