Herbert Nehrlich

Rookie (04 October 1943 / Germany)

Herbert Nehrlich Poems

601. A Response Poem 2 6/9/2007
602. The Three Hairs Of Anton K. 6/10/2007
603. Limericks June '07 6/11/2007
604. Die Uhr 6/11/2007
605. News From The Pantry 6/11/2007
606. Just Answering 6/11/2007
607. Not Bastards 6/13/2007
608. Travel 5/27/2007
609. The Botched Operation 5/30/2007
610. The Fishes In The Sea 6/1/2007
611. Who Pays 6/2/2007
612. On Being Human 6/2/2007
613. She Looked Old 6/16/2007
614. Antioxidants 6/17/2007
615. A Hypocrite Named Rockaschitt 6/20/2007
616. Thanks For The Card, Tara &&&&&! 6/21/2007
617. Two Toads 6/21/2007
618. A Long Day 6/21/2007
619. Limerickoid 6/22/2007
620. Acrostics 6/24/2007
621. At The Medical Library 6/24/2007
622. The End? 6/24/2007
623. Repent Onk! 6/24/2007
624. Aunt Hulda's Doctor, Professor Z. 6/26/2007
625. José's Brassieres 6/27/2007
626. Paris Then (For Tante G.) 7/2/2007
627. Der Tod Des Pfarrers 7/3/2007
628. What Constitution! 7/3/2007
629. Das Doppelkinn 7/3/2007
630. Happy Thirty-First, Jamie! 7/4/2007
631. L.O. And Behold 7/4/2007
632. Language Barrier (Bilingual) 7/9/2007
633. Im Turm Der Wartburg 7/10/2007
634. My Father Was A Unicorn 7/11/2007
635. Limerickoids 7/15/2007
636. Le Canari Dans La Mine De Charbon 7/16/2007
637. The End Of The Four Deceivers 7/17/2007
638. The Stalinoids 7/19/2007
639. Maria's Big Operation 7/21/2007
640. Grasshopper 7/22/2007

Comments about Herbert Nehrlich

  • Michael Witkowski (1/21/2005 8:37:00 AM)

    Dr H
    You are not a published poet but lewd-lecherous and arrogant.
    Above all you have racist sentiments Germans had about Poland before World War Two and some still have,
    So climb off your high horse
    I bet your doctor title is a fake too

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  • Kim McInnis (1/17/2005 8:28:00 PM)

    I wanted to thank you for your comment. I was pretty upset for a couple days, but I thought a lot about what you said, and you're right - it's not fair to the many talented poets on here that I can pass off thoughtless scribbles as works of art. I thank you for your honesty and hope you don't give up on me yet - I need the criticism to grow.
    To comment on your own work, I'll be truthful and say I haven't been through all of it - a nearly impossible feat in a mere couple of days - but from what I've seen, not a word of your glowing reviews is untrue. The praise of a sixteen-year-old probably isn't worth a penny to you, but I do mean it. Your wit and honesty is refreshing.

  • Amberlee Carter (1/14/2005 1:05:00 PM)

    What can I say that hasn't already been said? in one way or another.
    It's nice to see some who can write on many different levels, such as writing with a quit wit and clever charm, to writing about love and life in a serious way.
    It's a talent, one which most people even so called ' poets' today don't have....I'll be reading your work for a long time to come.

  • Anne Leaver (12/19/2004 6:40:00 PM)

    Just a quick note to thank you for your encouragement. Little by little, I look through your work here - I'm awfully glad you're writing, and ths forum is, for me, a wonderful medium for 'publishing' and for collecting the ethos of the aspiring poet world. Let's continue!

  • Darrell Rohling (12/16/2004 9:51:00 PM)

    Mr. Nehrlich,

    Thank you for the amazing body of work you offer. Clearly, you are a poet's poet. I; ll keep reading, too. And thanks for your own kind words offered to me recently.

  • Pradeep Dhavakumar (12/16/2004 12:33:00 PM)

    Liked most of your work published over here.Hard to think that your not professional! .

  • . . (11/12/2004 12:23:00 AM)

    I read all of your poems (finally) and I love them all. Even the one in German. Althought it is off the beaten path of the others.... :) Anyway, I just wanted to applaud you on your amazing talent. Perhaps you could manage to write a poem for the 'lonley hearts club'. Thanks so much for the interesting reads! !
    Take Care....

Best Poem of Herbert Nehrlich

.....When I'M Sixty-Four?

I hope your hands
will always be for
me to hold.
And, if they are
a trifle sweaty,
would you mind
to overlook
this sign of
rampant joy?

I hope your eyes
will always be for
me to love.
And, if they shed
a few shy tears,
so would you mind
I kissed them all away?

I hope your ears
will always be for
my own words.
And if they're sparse
at times or casual
would you mind
me whispering
sweet nothings -
all day and night?

I hope your smile
will always be
just waiting
to shine on me
with ...

Read the full of .....When I'M Sixty-Four?


I had to close the book of mankind's history,
it told of many wars, of bloodshed and of torture,
describing in disturbing but extensive detail,
how one can split a skull and full-grown man in half,
right down the centre of his hapless, useless being.
As if he'd never mattered or deserved to live.

So many years and so much blood was spilled,
that fertile fields bore witness to man's greatest folly.

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