Herbert Nehrlich Poems

I do consider
my poems as my children
I shall not share them.
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It was a bed of leaves,
skunk cabbage to be exact.
The urges have it, someone said
at that re-union in the smallest of,
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I went to Heinz the other day.
he runs the German Deli Shop,
which draws, just like a magnet,
the Krauts and others, magically.
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Only in the gray
twilight of a dream
was I allowed
to run
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Oh, where is my shepherd
when I need some advice
on the words of a poem
'bout fire and ice.
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Johann Sebastian,
I have been, many times
inside your house.
First with the school,
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Come dance with me
in the wind and the weather
holding fast
we tumble through heather
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This morning on my way to church
I slowed my feet to start a search
inside my pockets for some money
because they'd find it not too funny
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From the alpine windswept quartz
rose the beautiful Frau Schwarz.
Wrote a comment erudite
(every member has that right)
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He'd walked a thousand miles,
shot in the back near Petersburg,
and brought the Russian bullet home.
His path led by the doctor's home
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