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 SomethingHas changed Perhaps We are justAll worn out Tired From the fight And we wantPeace Sleep But the enemyIs still there Waiting And weAre…

R.M. Engelhardt On YouTube

Hey, I hope that all of you are staying safe right now in this time of Quarantine. In the midst of all this I have been contributing new poems as well as some older ones to the cause. Many of which are not so polite to politicians and Trump Supporters. Follow the Words here: And…

AND YOU WILL REMEMBER

AND YOU WILLREMEMBER Once. There is, wasNothing Is, wasNothing At all But theDead WhoIn theirFinal momentsTheir lastBreath wereSurroundedBy panic And fear Politics And despair StrugglingTo live To survive Unable To scream Where blackOrange &YellowBodybagsLined theHospitalHallways Across nationsAcross the world WherePhotos, mediaFlashedAcross giantInternet screens ConfirmingLoss And theDoctors &NursesEssentialWorkers Fought on Some died But thereIs, was noPrayer…

IMBOLC

IMBOLC Ashes from the fireShe rests for awhileTo change the seasonsFrom winter to light ~ R.M. Engelhardt

In The Burning Light

IN THE BURNING LIGHT All animalsAll creaturesAll beauty Dead. How couldGod letThis happen? People asked And thenGod replied “Men did” And putOut theFire withRain As heOpenedA door betweenThe cloudsOf smoke Where theSouls of all theCreatures Went ~ R.M. Engelhardt ©

At The End of The World

They used to say this place is called the “End of the World“ And it has gone by many other names Like Apocalypse Rapture End Days And people have been talkingAbout it forever, for centuriesPutting it in books But if you chooseTo believe in all of this, Do nothing. Don’t stand. Don’t change.Don’t resist with…