The New Book ..."The Diary of a Certain Mr. Drake"

SO WHO IS MR. DRAKE?

"The Diary Of A Certain Mr. Drake" Perhaps explains this. Ever wonder what it would be like to keep living and living and living etc etc? Well, here are a few of Mr. Drake's predicaments & observations, problems & explainations. Who knew that living forever would be a pain in the ass? Ask Mr. Drake...

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"The Diary of a Certain Mr. Drake" By R.M. Engelhardt

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So how does the poet
Say it?


Trench-coat the backward flow of the time within
Us yet living in the ever present ever knowing NOW.



Yeah, poetry's alot like that sometimes .

Mere words more than memory's clutch
Or screwing verses

In the dark.

Awaken
The dead song
From the grasp

Of Gods …


Worms.

Correct all the wrongs
With one single line,
Tear down all walls

With love.

Which you must
Wear

Like hate.


Instructions?

1.

NOTE:
See manual on living a life
Half life Any life

And write.

2.

Capture fragments
Of all things lost, long forgotten
In linear time-line
And devour

Like prey.

And burn
Without remorse.


3.

Remember all
Recollect & instigate.
Exploit Whitman
And rape language;

All
Sonnets
Martyrs
Words.

Love with heart
But fuck with soul

For an eternity
Avoiding clichés.


So how does the poet
Say it?

Become human.

As the light passes
Through the window

That is you.


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RM09

BLACK BY POPULAR DEMAND: An Ode To The Qe2

BLACK" BY POPULAR DEMAND
~A Ode To The Qe2~Read At Mid-Night
January 15th, 2010

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So;

Ask a poet for an epic poem about eternity,
It’s not so easy to write about.

But I can tell you, and I’ll tell you all about this,
About a time in a city in a place
In a club on a street in a world, a parallel universe
Called Albany, NY in a club
Once called “The QE2”


Where the dance of a thousand dancers rang true,
And the voices of the muse, the music screamed
Thru us, the very soul of our youth …

And Was “Real”


And made a sound like thunder
As it tore out the speakers
And sold us sanctuary
Like some punk~goth messiah beggars
In a temple with the shroud of a pop-art
Goddess icon named Edie which adorned
The wall upon the stage,

Right over “There”

A place where every week
Every weekend
We all came to worship

In the decadence
Of another age

As all time changed,
Dissipated away and
Left us all here
With our memories.

Of:

ANARCHY
REVOLUTION

LEATHER DARKNESS
AND EVERY THING
IN

“BLACK”


VAMPIRES AND
CONDUCTORS

ARTISTS, POETS
AND THE MAKERS
OF THE SOUND, THE SCENE

All of us there for only one reason only
As the dance & the music overtook us
Upon the stage as a beautiful angel
With her long blonde hair
Watched over us

From the bar.


Back in “The Day”


So have another drink my friends
And “Dance”

For this time it will never pass
Our way “Again”

And remember this place that
Has never left our hearts, minds
And souls …

Or memories,

SO LONG LIVE THE QUEEN !

LONG LIVE THE QE2!


“BLACK”

By Popular Demand;

And The DJ?

The DJ
Played On ...



___________

R.M. ENGELHARDT
January 15th 2010
The Qe2 Revival At The Fuzebox


For Char & Jeff, Nicole & The Staff Of The Fuzebox,
Who brought back to life an amazing time,
An amazing place, amazing music & an amazing scene
That can never be replaced.

“Thank You”

R.M.

ABANDON

ABANDON


A time

To escape,


Your thoughts
Your world
Your tragedies.


The beliefs

That tie
You

"Down"


Freedom

Is within
Your grasp,
Your mind


"Abandon"

___________



RM09

THE ENEMY OF MY ENEMY IS ...

THE ENEMY OF MY ENEMY
IS YOUR GOD MY FRIEND


Oh Dear God
Oh see how they bleed
Oh Dear God, my Lord.

Oh Dear God
Oh see how they plead
Oh Dear God, my Lord.


My Lord;
Who we wait for
Scream for
On the battlefields
Of every war

Antagonist.

Protagonist.

Oh thy Lord,


You upon
Our side

Their side.

No questions
No explanations

Asked
Or ever given.

For my brothers
We will see you
Once more & again

In "Heaven"

"Elysium"

Or on the fields of
The Fallen,
And The Honored

"Dead"

Where no uniforms
Are ever worn
As in Valhalla
We all toast

And sing
Another song.

Oh Dear God
Oh see how they bleed
Oh Dear God, my Lord.

Oh Dear God
Oh see how they plead
Oh Dear God, my Lord.

See how they are born
Oh Dear God My Lord

And See how they grow
Oh Dear God My Lord

And Dear God?

See how
They Die

"Alone"

Amen.

___________

RM09