Ferlinghetti …

 

“Pity the nation whose people are sheep,
and whose shepherds mislead them.
Pity the nation whose leaders are liars, whose sages are silenced,
and whose bigots haunt the airwaves.
Pity the nation that raises not its voice,
except to praise conquerors and acclaim the bully as hero
and aims to rule the world with force and by torture.
Pity the nation that knows no other language but its own
and no other culture but its own.
Pity the nation whose breath is money
and sleeps the sleep of the too well fed.
Pity the nation — oh, pity the people who allow their rights to erode
and their freedoms to be washed away.
My country, tears of thee, sweet land of liberty.”

― Lawrence Ferlinghetti

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Five New Poems : R.M. ENGELHARDT

Hello To All My WordPress Friends,

Welcome to the new and improved R.M. Engelhardt website and as always thank you for stopping by to read a poem or perhaps just find some inspiration.

Here are five new poems published by The Outlaw Poetry Network which are forthcoming from my next book of poetry “The Bones Of Our Existence”. (More Details To Come!)

Again,

Thank you for supporting my work and supporting poetry!

www.outlawpoetry.com/category/r-m-engelhardt

Sincerely,

R.M. 

R.M. ENGELHARDT POET

New Work Published In Rusty Truck

Under The Hunger Moon …

http://rustytruck.wordpress.com/2011/12/27/under-the-hunger-moon-by-r-m-engelhardt/

Rusty Truck

New Work Published In Rusty Truck

Mona Lisa In Overdrive

Mona Lisa In Overdrive

Communications From Elsewhere

In mind, place & sound
Mona Lisa in overdrive

Nearer to the ground
The wave

She becomes.

Dream state

Sacrifice

Legend

Model.

A smile

Hiding behind a gaze

Lovely

In any time

Or place or even

Upon my wall.

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R.M. Engelhardt 2011

Our Battle …

For our battle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms…

In Seasons Of

IN SEASONS OF

In Seasons Of

In seasons of

Pleasure
In her language
I live

Seemliest, fairest.
She,
My power
A gracious chance which I have received
Know
All others removed

in her light

hue/hair
her eyes
With lovely face upon me

she smiled

I turn
therefore towards love,

Lady,
Longing has come upon me
With clever
excellence
And a neck,  beauty whiter
than any maiden seen.

Wooing in morning

worn out from waking

Alive as in action. Happy-

Full.

Oh heart, oh love

Do not deprive me
For I have been worrying long since,
Endured for a time

Waiting.

Woman,

Fairest beneath her clothing
A song
Of she

A song of us

Now sung
By the lark

And the mourning doves
Where time is patient

And our patience time

Ours awakened
Ours now
And for-ever.
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R.M. Engelhardt 2011

LEXIKON…

Lexikon ...

LEXIKON

Initiate.

Trans-mute, Transcend
All “Matter”

Bring Forth,
And Thus Summon

All Gods … And Words
Obsolete (They Return)

Creation. Soul. Dimension. Time.

AWAKEN “The Dead”

Sound~ECHO Of Crashing Waves Entities
Dying Against All Flesh Bleeding, Bled

Into VOICE.

As the Smoke Of Her Cigarettes, Her Smell
& The Image Of Her Body All Still Linger,

Like A Poem, Perfume Instilled

Unto That One Perfect Dream

Of Youth.

Spring.

Roar.

Snow.

Moon.

Soar In & Thru

Eternity, A Song
Of Beauty Beneath & Hidden
Between

“Days”

To Wish To Pray
To Become & Believe

In Some Vacant Thought

Un-Aware

Called “Inspiration”

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R.M. ENGELHARDT 2011