Herbert Nehrlich

Rookie (04 October 1943 / Germany)

Herbert Nehrlich Poems

721. Two Tears With Names 11/19/2007
722. Be Still My Heart 11/22/2007
723. Election Eve - Australia 11/23/2007
724. Cardiomegaly? Really? 11/23/2007
725. Perpetuum Mobilé 11/26/2007
726. You Wash 11/26/2007
727. The Lounge 11/26/2007
728. Arc 11/26/2007
729. Free Like Birds 11/26/2007
730. The Narrow Ledge 11/26/2007
731. That First And Ach..... 11/26/2007
732. Lip Enhancement 11/26/2007
733. As It Were 11/27/2007
734. Off With Their Heads 11/27/2007
735. The Introduction 11/28/2007
736. Raquelle 11/29/2007
737. Flying Off The Handle 11/29/2007
738. The Fisherman's Shack 11/29/2007
739. Dream Pills 11/14/2007
740. Lullaby For Techtel 11/14/2007
741. Monsieur Filou 11/30/2007
742. Fuer Cra Von M. 11/30/2007
743. In Praise Of Woman 12/1/2007
744. Ruthie And Hoibel 12/4/2007
745. Meiner Tante Aenne Zum 100. Geburtstag 12/4/2007
746. Melancholy Song 12/5/2007
747. Udder Budder 12/5/2007
748. Naturally Right 12/6/2007
749. Mother's Birthday 12/6/2007
750. In Love? (Bilingual) 12/6/2007
751. Cra Lives Here 12/6/2007
752. Cherries 11/11/2007
753. John Howard (Haiku) 11/12/2007
754. Antigens To Share 12/2/2007
755. Down At The Roots 12/3/2007
756. Finito 12/7/2007
757. Hands 12/8/2007
758. 'Twas The First One, Ruthie! 12/8/2007
759. Do You Doodle? 12/10/2007
760. Why Me? 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


I always have liked soccer.
Such a rough game.
Such skills required.
And popular.
Hometown watching,
on Sunday morning.
When one day,
I found that I needed
to withdraw.
It was the honourable
thing to do.

Read the full of Soccer


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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