R.M. Engelhardt · Talon Poems By

Notice

NOTICE

My long dead
Animal spirit
Doesn’t give
2 shits about your
Drama, symbols, politics
Pornographic presidents
Or clever displays

In my dialect
A long lost forgotten language
Of primitive signs  smoke filled
Bars, cigarettes, man caves  &
Sun gods on vacation
Riding old motorcycles

Into the dusk

The last of my tribe
Who share these
Ancient memories of
The earth the trees
And the sky &
Of getting laid
On a Saturday night

Tequila
Poetry
& Open
Mics

The zine ?
Now the only
True bible
True words which still
Remain sacred

Poetry
Once again overthrown
By the domestication
Of the human race
A totem left here & there
For posterity’s sake

But the voices
Will always
Stay as they
Travel upon
The wind

Never extinct
Not yet
Not ever
As long as
We remain

Logos

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Books by R.M. Engelhardt · Poems · R.M. Engelhardt · Talon Poems By

Coffee Ass Blues & Other Poems: The New Book ~ R.M. Engelhardt 2018

Coffee Ass Blues EngelhardtNow Available:

My new book of poems “Coffee Ass Blues & Other Poems” is now available on Amazon through Alien Buddha Press with illustrations by friend & fellow poet Red Focks. Get your copy today …

https://www.amazon.com/dp/1985163055
 

 

R.M. Engelhardt

27: Robert Johnson The Legend, The Devil & The Crossroads

TALON

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I went to the crossroad
Fell down on my knees
I went to the crossroad
Fell down on my knees
Asked the Lord above “Have mercy now,
Save poor Bob, if you please”

“Crossroad Blues”

 

~ ROBERT JOHNSON

 

 

Robert Johnson: the Legend, the Devil, the Crossroads, and 27 The Dark of a Moonless Night… Story of the bluesman, the Devil, and the deal at the crossroads, as retold in Stephen Davis’s Hammer of the Gods. In the delta of the Mississippi River, where Robert Johnson was born, they said that if an aspiring bluesman waited by the side of a deserted country crossroads in the dark of a moonless night, then Satan himself might come and tune his guitar, sealing a pact for the bluesman’s soul and guaranteeing a lifetime of easy money, women, and fame. They said that Robert Johnson must have waited by…

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R.M. Engelhardt

Revelations by Talon (R.M. Engelhardt)

New Poem Published by In Between Hangovers

In Between Hangovers

Post structural dark decay at the end of another post modern day
Sleep

To dream in the shadows
To fear the news
The media
To remain
Alone

Dear God
This poetry
This poverty
These remnants of
Hope
All fading
A reckoning
Of sorts
Merely
Waiting for
The return
Of something
Lost

Pockets
Full of miracles
Memories
Scattered across
A landscape
Of faith

These revelations
That come to me
At night
Without
Saviors

Post structural dark decay at the end of another post modern day
Sleep

In the embrace of
Unseen angels
That haunt our
Dead &
Abandoned

Souls

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R.M. Engelhardt · Troy Poetry Mission

The Mission Returns! 2018

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Welcome To The Troy Poetry Scene 2018 !

The Troy Poetry Mission returns to O’Brien’s Public House on Wednesday, January 31st with a public poetry spoken word open mic . No feature, just poets.

This month we encourage you to to just bring a few poems, have a drink and be a part of the Troy poetry community. New writers and poets are always welcome!

*Sign up at 7:30pm
*8pm start time

http://www.troypoetrymission.com

Hosted by R.M. Engelhardt
And James H. Duncan

BEAT GENERATION SLAM SPOKEN WORD PROSE POETRY TROY POETRY MORE …

The Troy Poetry Mission
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R.M. Engelhardt · Talon Poet

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.

R.M. Engelhardt · Talon Poems By

Shakespeare Once Said

SHAKESPEARE ONCE SAID

 

Shakespeare once said:
The Prince of Darkness is a Gentleman
(But never a lunatic)
Or a spy

That night when
Shakespeare saw Marlowe
Only briefly
In the mirror
When words came to him
In the silence
Of the night air or
From a bottle
Or a muse

When dreamers, poets were
Murdered
Softly ever so softly
Without prayers
Merely
For convience

Under the shadow
Of the moon
Buried in books or
Buried in unmarked
Graves alone

But
Shakespeare never said
Anything about the dead

He only wrote about
All his ghosts second hand

Yes.

Shakespeare
Used to say alot
Of shit

Sometimes
Even twice

R.M. Engelhardt · Talon Poet

Being A Poet

Picsart2017-07-11--19-33-00“Being a poet isn’t something you are or choose. It’s something that happens to you at irregular intervals and with no guarantee it will happen again. You can disregard it when it does happen but you can’t turn it on. All you can do is wait.”

~ Margaret Atwood

R.M. Engelhardt · Talon Poems By · Talon Poet

Failed Human Mantra

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FAILED HUMAN MANTRA

Repeat After Me:

I am perfect
I am powerful
I am strong
I am whole
I am loving
I am happy
I am harmonious

Fuck.

I am
None of
These
Things
But human

I am
None of
These things
But words
With decomposing

“Flesh”

 

~ Talon
(R.M. Engelhardt)