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R.M. Engelhardt
Poet, Writer And Author
Albany, NY

Find Your Own Voice

Life, poetry in general is about experience and language. How you present this rare magic is key. The writer or poet is not an expert. It’s how you present it. In other words? Each God is a God and each man is a man or for that matter woman. A line is a line and beauty is beauty. Tragedy is tragedy and you own both. There are no workshops or religions that can ever teach you to be you or how to live or write. You must find these words by yourself and then put them down on paper or find your own way, your own path in the dark.

~ R.M. Engelhardt

Dead Man’s Press Ink. Coming Soon

The Occult.
Poetry, Mystery & Pulp. Masters of the macabre.
DEAD MAN’S PRESS INK.
Editors: R.M. Engelhardt & Hex M’ Jai
Coming Soon.

The Occult.

Poetry, Mystery & Pulp. Masters of the macabre.

DEAD MAN’S PRESS INK.

Editors: R.M. Engelhardt & Hex M’ Jai

Coming Soon.

Retirement

RETIREMENT

Someday
I will be an old
Poet an old man
In an old suit a tie
And a fedora hat
Reading old poems
About the old days
To young kids who
Won’t appreciate
Poetry or jazz or
The silence of the
Mind nature or
Music the mystic
Or the magick of
Life

And it is
Then at that
Very moment
When one of
Them makes
Another fart joke
In the middle of
My reading that
I shall pause
Smile & then with
A magick incantation
Turn into a fifty foot
Serpent & eat them
All in the school
Auditorium telling
The school principal
That they all just
Hated my poetry
And left as I let out
A loud & infinite
Belch and I get on
The bus
& leave

Retirement

~ R.M. Engelhardt/2019

Of God,Father & Soul

OF GOD, FATHER & SOUL

And it is written:

That the 3
Wisemen followed a
Star in the southern
Sky that brought
Them to South
Carolina

And there
In 1933
They found
The child
James

The 1st
Wiseman
Gave him
Rhythm

The 2nd
Wiseman
Gave him
Soul

But the
3rd Wiseman
Gave him
The most
Important gift
Of all

HAAAA- Y !

And it was
Good

When The Words Fail

Sometimes in life we go through bouts of failure. No inspiration, the chips are down.

Maybe you’ve lost a friend or a loved one. Maybe you’re behind on the rent. But whatever you’re going through? Never stop writing. Never stop creating. Find those things that mean the most to you. Let them inspire you. Dig into the trenches and fight the war.

Never surrender.

That’s all. That’s it.

Thanks for following my friends.

Never surrender. Never give up.

~ R.M. Engelhardt

A Few Words On Dark Lands, My New Book of Poems

 

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American Poet

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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 the
World becomes
Silent

A whisper

In a dead man’s

Ear

 

~ R.M. Engelhardt

 

 

From The Ashes

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FROM THE ASHES

From the ashes
You will one-day
Rise

To a better place

From sadness

Doubt

You will forgive
And be forgiven
And all your enemies
Will be nothing but
The fragments of
Time

For they were
Once human too

And from the
Ashes they
Shall rise with
You

 

~ R.M. Engelhardt

EPITAPH. A Poem R.M. Engelhardt

EPITAPH

A Poem by R.M.Engelhardt
With Music By Will Nivins
Love Is The Devil spoken word
Project 2007

EPITAPH R.M. Engelhardt