Friday, October 5, 2018

Rapture By R.M. Engelhardt

To each Beast
To each his own
We tread the
Light of being



No darkness
Only night
In the hearts
Of all



We
Walk the
Earth like
A lost
Army

Of ghosts



Awaiting
The caress
Of
Dawn






About R.M. Engelhardt: 
 R.M. Engelhardt is a veteran poet & writer whose work over the last twenty some years has appeared in such journals & magazines as Rusty Truck, Thunder Sandwich, Sure! The Charles Bukowski Newsletter, Writer's Resist and many others.

 His new book of poetry is " Coffee Ass Blues & Other Poems" (Alien Buddha Press 2018) and is available on Amazon.

  He currently lives & writes in Upstate NY.
www.rmengelhardt.com
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