Poetry

"...the old jacket, mended in the Spring..."

"...There've been no tragic or dramatic scenes..."

"I have a background in health care and have witnessed the healing power of the written word. My love of English literature, I attribute to my teachers. My interest in epic poetry and creative writing is rooted in my love and admiration of English classical literature. I therefore write in the hope that I might do for others what great writers have done for me."

"...And now I stand in the darkness asking everyone passing by..."

"...astonishing accumulations of wealth and privilege..."

Dan Provost's work deals with the darkness of depression, the certainty of death and the internal loneliness he feels daily. Sprinkle in episodes of adolescence/adult emotional defeats -- the reader will find his attempt to describe the quiet horror in everyday events.

"...despondent as all hope is slain..."

"...they battled with inhaling and exhaling..."

"...You won't put more on me than I can handle..."

"...waiting for the woman with a yellow umbrella, to dance with me..."

R.M. Engelhardt is an American poet, writer and minister who is the author of several books over the last two decades including Coffee Ass Blues & Other Poems, The Last Cigarette: The Collected Poems of R.M. Engelhardt, The Resurrection Waltz, Dark Lands and others.

"...Let us be the proverbs: our lives are short..."

"...It slithers in, defies and then deceives ..."

"Bright eyed and bushy-tailed, I rise..."

"...use those memories wisely..."

"...the others simply saw me as a lunatic..."

"...as happiness and sorrow wrestle it out..."

"...riding out pain like rodeo upstart..."

"...Let it be said we have split up..."

"...They drummed, drank, sang, danced..."

"Here it goes again, 3 a.m. solitaire..."

"...say goodbye to the night's nightmare..."

"...rusty robots under the rains of their dreaded thoughts..."

"...On the way to the bridge we pass birches, cedars, aspens, and evergreens..."

"...i am not one to walk in a world of profundity..."

"...The silvery moon and dusty night Run dry along the shining pavements..."

"...He carried a knife to school for self-defense..."

"...I reach across the couch and pat your hand..."

"...This must be sweet, sweet medicine!..."

"...Just something I wanted to share with you..."