Herbert Nehrlich

Rookie (04 October 1943 / Germany)

Herbert Nehrlich Poems

721. You Wash 11/26/2007
722. The Lounge 11/26/2007
723. Arc 11/26/2007
724. Free Like Birds 11/26/2007
725. The Narrow Ledge 11/26/2007
726. That First And Ach..... 11/26/2007
727. Lip Enhancement 11/26/2007
728. As It Were 11/27/2007
729. Off With Their Heads 11/27/2007
730. The Introduction 11/28/2007
731. Raquelle 11/29/2007
732. Flying Off The Handle 11/29/2007
733. The Fisherman's Shack 11/29/2007
734. Who Promised 11/15/2007
735. Spies Like Us 11/15/2007
736. The Schlongpump (Limerick) 11/15/2007
737. He Would 11/16/2007
738. Nectar 11/16/2007
739. Too Much, But I Will Welcome You 11/17/2007
740. The Saliva Project 11/18/2007
741. Barytone For You 11/18/2007
742. Fools Like Us 11/18/2007
743. Never (Bilingual) 11/18/2007
744. Monsieur Filou 11/30/2007
745. Fuer Cra Von M. 11/30/2007
746. In Praise Of Woman 12/1/2007
747. Antigens To Share 12/2/2007
748. Down At The Roots 12/3/2007
749. Ruthie And Hoibel 12/4/2007
750. Meiner Tante Aenne Zum 100. Geburtstag 12/4/2007
751. Melancholy Song 12/5/2007
752. Udder Budder 12/5/2007
753. Naturally Right 12/6/2007
754. Mother's Birthday 12/6/2007
755. In Love? (Bilingual) 12/6/2007
756. Cra Lives Here 12/6/2007
757. Finito 12/7/2007
758. Hands 12/8/2007
759. 'Twas The First One, Ruthie! 12/8/2007
760. Do You Doodle? 12/10/2007

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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