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…

Strange Beasts

  STRANGE BEASTS We no longer Dwell in forests The woods or Hunt, ponder About nature Instead We walk through Graveyards On sunny days Admiring the Headstones Of those Who once did Or watch Movies At the mall Gather Our food At Trader Joe’s Drink purified Water from Plastic containers And still Allow morons To…

REPETITION

  REPETITION   So let us call this Ruin Civilization Written Upon an ancient Wall Built By the Living Dead Without Empathy Mass Hysteria A history Without Clarity Created By egos Inhuman And not True men A standing Headstone Marking The end Of freedom     ~ R.M. ENGELHARDT/2019

Homeless Warriors

HOMELESS WARRIORS We are Multitudes Young & Old Men & Women An army Dethroned Without the Respect of Generations You cannot See what We’ve seen The fine Line between Humanity And disease Destruction Poverty Death So I beseech Thee America To believe To care To help To save For we Have lost Our families Brothers…

Having …

“Having too many THINGS, Americans spend their hours and money on the couch searching for a soul. A strange species we are. We can stand anything God and Nature throw at us save only plenty. If I wanted to destroy a nation, I would give it too much and I would have it on it’s…

“When words cease to cling close to things, kingdoms fall, empires wane and diminish.” ~ Ezra Pound

America was …

America was different. America was a river, roaring along, unmindful of the past. I could wade into this river, let my sins drown to the bottom, let the waters carry me someplace far. Someplace with no ghosts, no memories, and no sins. ~ Khaled Hosseini