Dark Lands, Whiskey City Press 2019
Tag: poems
The Ballad of Fast Eddie
THE BALLAD OF FAST EDDIE Back In the 1970s Fast Eddie was An old man Who walked Down the streets Of the city Of Troy Looking for a Fight looking for All the bad guys in A child sized Cowboy hat with Two cap Pistols & his Belt looking For the OK Corral On the…
New Poems In The Fractured Nuance #1
Two More Of My New Poems ‘The Waiting’ and ‘Underground’ will be featured in issue #1 Of The Fractured Nuance Out Of The UK. Check It Out: The Fractured Nuance issue #1 (UK ORDERS ONLY) £2.50 Creative writing from: Christopher Barnes Krishan Coupland R.M. Engelhardt Christopher Evans Megan MacAlpin Matthew Walsh Patricia Walsh ~ R.M.
Etc Etc Etc
ETC ETC ETC In thy breaking heart, obscured, Silent whereas no one Gives a “shit.” Whereas a single voice or one still moment in its measure linger, This message, “unrecieved.” Where no amount of time, wine-roses or memories can heal. As human falls, fails broken, out of reason. Long letters written, months recorded days, photographs and…
Quote Today
Arm yourself with pens and imagination, the paper is the empty space between the silence and the void. Fill it with words and ideas of grand thoughts and designs, unseen moments glimpsed out of secret corners. ~ R.M.
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“People are afraid of themselves, of their own reality; their feelings most of all. People talk about how great love is, but that’s bullshit. Love hurts. Feelings are disturbing. People are taught that pain is evil and dangerous. How can they deal with love if they’re afraid to feel? Pain is meant to wake us…
Three New Poems In The Kitchen Poet
Three New Poems …
Remembering Lou Reed, Poet~Musician~Pioneer
PLAYING MUSIC lS NOT LIKE ATHLETICS Playing music is not like athletics: One may improve with age. The untrained mind with natural talents reflects the part and never the whole it is too narrow to perceive itself. Its goals erase themselves. May I have your ear, that curlicued receptor of sound? (If this were…
