Herbert Nehrlich

Rookie (04 October 1943 / Germany)

Herbert Nehrlich Poems

1201. America Is So Much Bigger...... 10/13/2008
1202. The Kiss Of Silt 10/13/2008
1203. Dog Eat Dog 10/14/2008
1204. Who Would Vote For Old Brittlebones? 10/16/2008
1205. Joe The Plumber 10/19/2008
1206. Rachel In A Certain Mood (By Rachel) 10/20/2008
1207. The Cocoon 10/23/2008
1208. Schnook 10/23/2008
1209. Headless 10/23/2008
1210. We Are The Ones 10/23/2008
1211. What I Think Of You (By Rachel) 10/25/2008
1212. George * 10/25/2008
1213. John Mclost 10/25/2008
1214. C O Two 10/28/2008
1215. Curfew 10/28/2008
1216. I Don'T Believe (By Rachel) 10/28/2008
1217. Frisson 11/1/2008
1218. Cafeteria Jello 11/1/2008
1219. Auditories 11/1/2008
1220. Election 11/2/2008
1221. Rags And Bitches 10/20/2008
1222. Huffing 10/20/2008
1223. Lieb Vaterland 10/21/2008
1224. Matz 10/21/2008
1225. His Tsantsas 10/21/2008
1226. Buns In The Oven 10/6/2008
1227. Sarah 10/7/2008
1228. Mocassins 11/3/2008
1229. C.A. - A Disease 11/9/2008
1230. Five November Limericks 11/10/2008
1231. Wild Turkey* 11/10/2008
1232. Dachau 11/10/2008
1233. Con Games 11/10/2008
1234. Salvation 11/10/2008
1235. Hopes 11/10/2008
1236. My Grandpa Was A Slave 11/10/2008
1237. Crème De La Crème (Poem By Rachel) 11/11/2008
1238. Thieves* 11/11/2008
1239. Saliva 11/14/2008
1240. Hdl As The Cure 11/15/2008

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.
    Respectfully,
    Kimberly

  • 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.
    Always,
    Amberlee

  • 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!
    Anne

  • 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.
    djr

  • 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)

    Herbert,
    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

Soccer

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

Oma

To visit you was our treat,
my older brother loved you.
Though from the moment we did meet
you thought I wasn't up to
the standards of a first-born son
whose name was true tradition.
Yet you allowed us to have fun
and Opa took us fishing.

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