Herbert Nehrlich Poems

Those tiny moths
that are
in their dimension
just thoughts.....
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After ordering the stone,
gold letters on granite,
she would sit by the window
and watch the sun roll
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Remember when we met,
we were a bit perplexed.
We searched the bay
and all its parks, some green
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I will, of course, be one
who listens to you, God.
Let not my past be proof
all to the contrary; it is
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I saw you in that bottle.
The more I looked
the more I drank
the more you stripped
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And God did know
the time would come
when all the birds were silent
and rivers stopped.
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My travels on that day
had led me to Dan Murphy.
The biggest liquor store
in all of our Down Under.
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It was a single dropp of dew
first scraped together by tiny feet
of two Rockhampton bugs,
that fell into the eye of the untamed shrew
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I was resting my bones and my mind
as my e-mails did get far behind,
when a message came through
and did come from you
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A spider lived in our shower.
I named him Gus, he was a perv,
would hang there hour after hour,
quite motionless, with steely nerve.
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