American Portrait MLK Poetry Project

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Happy To Be A Part of This PBS American Portrait Project On Martin Luther King Day.

~ R.M. Engelhardt

https://www.pbs.org/american-portrait/story/23568/rm-e-troy-ny-for-my-people

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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

Something
Has changed

Perhaps
We are just
All worn out

Tired


From the fight

And we want
Peace


Sleep

But the enemy
Is still there

Waiting

And we
Are losing
Sight of
The dream

As we stare
Through vacant
Eyes

Lost ourselves


After losing
So much already

Lives &
Trust

Depth &
Meaning

We are
Waylost

Without a
Plan

Or vision

We must
Find America
Again

Find ourselves
Once more

And again

And rise

 

~ R.M. Engelhardt

10.09.20 ©

 

 

#freedomandwhiskey

WHERE THERE IS NO VISION: Poems R.M. Engelhardt 2020 Now Available on Amazon

Where There Is No Vision by R.M. Engelhardt

 

“Where there is no vision, the people perish; rather, cast off restraint, become ungovernable, cannot be reined in” ~ Exodus 32:22, 25

WHERE THERE IS NO VISION :
Is the new book of poetic-prose by poet/writer R.M. Engelhardt written over the last several months March ~June of 2020 coming off of his last book of mysticism & poetry “DarkLands”. His new work”Where There Is No Vision” poetically and vividly captures the days & these times of fear, racism, death and the coronavirus quarantine with all the rage, truth, anger, grieving & sadness of a divided, broken & exploited American people betrayed by their own sociopathic President and even by both parties of their own government who did nothing to stop his reign or the death surrounding us themselves. The year 2020 will be remembered as the year a great nation was almost destroyed by a tyrant and his supporters. “Where There Is No Vision” will also be remembered for it’s scathing cry out against a country & administration which refuses to change or even save it’s own people who are on the verge of a near revolution and a recognition of false heroes, values and the destruction of a fraudulent democracy ruled by wealth & race.

Be Warned.

A Reckoning is Coming.

~ 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

DARK LANDS BOOK Reviews R.M. Engelhardt

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Telegraphic missives from the bleak future of now taking in spirit machine and blood . A faint hope beyond hopelessness still guiding the words .

~ Steve Kilbey (The Church)

****

R.M. Engelhardt is one of the finest poets currently drawing breath and this book is one hell of a ride. I’ve lost track of whether or not there is any such thing as “truth” left in the world, but these poems convey another quality almost as rare: genuine honesty about things that matter. Dark, rich, nuanced, emotionally risky, and crafted by an artist of the first rank, Darklands is a collection to keep you reading and rereading, and thinking long after. Highly recommended.

~  Jeff Weddle 

******

As always R.M. provides us with powerful and succinct snapshots of our world. He has taken the path of the “Shaman”, assimilating the cultural’raw material’ and through his unigue lens trans-substantiated, the dross into lessons and observations that we are now, all the better, for hearing. Cheers to  the Outsider Gentleman!

~ Hex’m J’ai

*****

 

Rise Above & Transcend :

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Nick Tosches

And, of course, that is what all of this is – all of this: the one song, ever changing, ever reincarnated, that speaks somehow from and to and for that which is ineffable within us and without us, that is both prayer and deliverance, folly and wisdom, that inspires us to dance or smile or simply to go on, senselessly, incomprehensibly, beatifically, in the face of mortality and the truth that our lives are more ill-writ, ill-rhymed and fleeting than any song, except perhaps those songs – that song, endlesly reincarnated – born of that truth, be it the moon and June of that truth, or the wordless blue moan, or the rotgut or the elegant poetry of it. That nameless black-hulled ship of Ulysses, that long black train, that Terraplane, that mystery train, that Rocket ’88’, that Buick 6 – same journey, same miracle, same end and endlessness.

~ Nick Tosches

Some Days

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SOME DAYS

Some days I question human behavior I question what we are doing here I question where I came from where mankind came from after I watch the news on tv after listening to people talking on there cell phones screaming at other human beings on the bus. But somehow I never give up. Somehow I just keep moving on. So I light another cigarette, and in that motion I become Buddha I become God . I become just another one of Darwin’s monkeys philosophizing why we all even bother anymore as somewhere aliens are watching us from a spacecraft in the stars drinking beer & writing poems about us.