Herbert Nehrlich Poems

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691.
Poet Of The Day

Today I vote that the great title
of greatest poet goes to Eitel,
Raynette's the name, poems her game
she keeps alive the wondrous flame
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692.
Time

They say it flies.
And is quite indistinguishable
from money.
Just like the tide,
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693.
So What? !

He woke, a bit too early
on that Saturday in May.
And could no longer fight
the smoke-filled fact of
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694.
A Sense Of Justice

A timid boy, that's what he was.
A nerd in school, though into sports,
observing all his hometown laws
but drifting laterally, of sorts.
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695.
Hoolie

She actually isn't mine at all.
Jack Russell Terrier called Hoolie.
Replacement for the one who did
with canine curiosity, while daring fate
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696.
Boomann

I once knew a wuckfit named Boomann
who was dumber than bugers of Truman
he had someone write words
and went back to his turds
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697.
Stepping Out

At times that crying boy
can be like bottled joy.
A most unlikely teacher
turns me into a preacher,
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698.
Darkness

The moon had just arrived tonight
he looked with twinkling eyes
toward the North that's where his bright
and trusty Northstar flies.
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699.
Delusional

I think the chuckle is all mine,
and if it ain't then nothing's lost
as some of us drink noble wine
and others shudder at the cost
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700.
Border Easement

It was a simple barricade,
Arabic letters, exclamation marks,
a hot, oppressive wind, pregnant
with stinging sand and camel dung.
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