Herbert Nehrlich Poems

When the pious man in the dark mission
had to make a most awkward decision
would he cut with his saw
that embarrassing flaw
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It stands so proud,
majestic, weighed down
uplifted by
its own history.
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I dream about my travels,
through times long gone
and space now allocated
to those young bulls with horns.
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He would, for sheer financial gain
use me, my body, as it lives
when told, he labelled me insane
and that the pills he freely gives
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I do not care about the dough,
it costs whatever they decide.
But will I finish cretins, yes
they will not eat for quite some time.
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Good Morning to my Darling Flower!
I trust you slept and rested well.
Your bedtime in the early hour
is not advised, so let me tell
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From the treeless mountains he flew
to the world known as bald majesty
when an eagle comes looking for you
you remember Gallipoli.
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'Twas past the twilight hour.
A timid knock woke me from sleep.
Before my faculties had re-ignited,
the door pushed open and the hinges squeaked.
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Once upon a time a teacher,
partial to most any creature,
had retired to his bed.
Slept as if he had been dead.
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I may just shave it
to celebrate the end of
a different era.
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