Herbert Nehrlich

Rookie (04 October 1943 / Germany)

Herbert Nehrlich Poems

721. Lub Yew 11/12/2004
722. Ice Gel 7/22/2005
723. Solitary With Mushrooms 6/28/2005
724. Where Were You? 9/29/2005
725. I Thank You, God 5/1/2005
726. The Day She Died 4/26/2005
727. The Mormon 7/3/2005
728. Cute Little Mouse 2/25/2005
729. Shelling Mistake 5/20/2005
730. Time - A New Lease? 5/13/2005
731. Invisible Suits Me 2/23/2005
732. My Butterfly Again 11/23/2004
733. White Spots On The Brain 7/23/2005
734. Cleavage 7/23/2005
735. Free 7/23/2005
736. Sweet Velvet 7/23/2005
737. For Mal 2/16/2005
738. Persistence 2/6/2005
739. Legging It 11/13/2004
740. Lessons 11/19/2004
741. Rosel 11/20/2004
742. The Two Of Us - What A Pair We Were 9/26/2005
743. Breakup And Harvest 9/26/2005
744. Schwert 9/27/2005
745. Embolism 9/27/2005
746. Cataract 9/27/2005
747. Lies 9/18/2005
748. Sap 9/18/2005
749. Groundhog Breasts 9/18/2005
750. God's Answer 9/18/2005
751. Vitamin Dreams 9/18/2005
752. Courage 9/19/2005
753. Plumage 9/16/2005
754. My Dream And Carl 9/18/2005
755. Spares 12/27/2004
756. Reality 11/28/2004
757. Six Brave Men 11/26/2004
758. Revenge Of The Frogs 2/16/2005
759. The Scorpion 2/16/2005
760. Fred 3/8/2005

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

God Says

'Twas early morning at the Holy Vatican,
the Pope was making rounds of his small kingdom
Most of the rooms were lavishly appointed
with oriental rugs on all the floors and walls,
and golden trinkets for few eyes to see.

The smell of freshly roasted coffee from the kitchen,
and many cooks in culinary mode,
they stepped through solid portals now, with fourteen locks,

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