Herbert Nehrlich Poems

I'm good at vibes.
Always have been.
Sometimes, when
you pick one up
...

I made a heart for us again, my love.
Here on the beach.
It has our names inside,
is within reach.
...

The Doc had said to 'flush'.
He was in no big rush,
but toxins had been stored
lab tests had now explored
...

And will you hold my hand
a li'l bit longer please?
I cannot breathe without it,
my heart won't beat, believe me
...

For fifteen years this sun-parched man,
a pensioner of eighty-one,
had celebrated passing weeks
in the old Pub, down by the park.
...

I wonder now, should I believe
the old story of Adam and Eve.
Whether apple was breast
on a tree or a chest
...

His erotic life in tatters,
begging her on wounded knee.
Cruelly she said it matters,
'size is everything to me'.
...

I saw tall ships today.
Sailing.
Leaving the harbour.
If I hurry now -
...

All the cells within my brain
have now caught your virus.
When they think they try in vain
to override desires.
...

Yes, I remember still
the longed for moment
in midafternoon,
when eyes could open.
...